Aiden Wolf
Today Kiara messaged me if I can adjust my schedule a bit to fit in Belle. There weren't many, to begin with, so I agreed instantly. We've been talking for quite a few days now ever since that incident. We have become friends. She messages me at least a few times a day. We talk about anything and everything which makes it even more fun to talk to her. A week ago when she sent me a follow request on Instagram, I accepted it with the intent to get some knowledge about her uncle but now I don't mind talking to her. Just her. She seems like a nice kid. We got to know each other over the many texts exchanged between us throughout the week. She's sweet, humble and the contrary of a typical seventeen-year-old. I am pulled out of my thoughts by a knock on the door. They must be here I think because she messaged a few minutes ago that they were on their way. I straighten up in my seat and let out a quiet "come in".
My eyes land on Kiara first who waves at me a bit sheepishly. I copy the gesture and move my gaze towards another figure, Belle, who is tucked against the man I've been secretly longing to see, only to find him staring back at me with a strange look on his face.
Not the bad kind of strange though. It's the kind that sends a shiver through my body. My cheeks heat in shame. How can such a simple action compel my body to have this kind of reaction? There's an intention behind that stare and I intend to find it out. He looks as handsome as I remember, which was a lot. A navy blue suit, button untucked, tattoos, shiny shoes, perfect hair and just gorgeous. But I don't stare for too long this time, not wanting to embarrass myself. I don't want it to be awkward like last time so I say a curt " Hello" which he returns and before we can speak further Belle's coughing gathers my attention and my body switches to professional mode. I take a concerned glance at her before motioning for them to sit.
"So what happened?" I ask wearing my stethoscope in my ears.
"She has a cough and a stuffed nose. And also has a bit of a temperature since morning." He speaks worriedly. I nod and bring the device close to her, but she retracts her body away from me making me chuckle. Both Edmon and Kiara look at me funny, silently asking what was so funny about that. I shake my head before I grab my stuff from the drawer, several colourful pipe cleaners and some stickers. I work them on my stethoscope covering it entirely before adding a Rapunzel sticker to it. She looks at it fascinated and I take it as my cue and bring the stethoscope close to her again. Luckily, she doesn't back away this time and I can check her completely.
"She was also tired all morning. Didn't play much, usually, she is hyper in the mornings." Kiara adds in later. The weather is changing in the city at a rapid pace. It's hot, humid, and cold on the same day. Kids' immunity is weaker than that of adults so it's natural for their bodies to have this kind of reaction.
"It's nothing too serious. Don't have to worry about that. The temperature keeps fluctuating throughout the day which isn't very ideal for kids. That must have caused the fever and exhaustion. I will write you a prescription and suggest the use of a nebuliser for her nose." They nod in understanding. "And no more ice creams and sweets for you for a while." I turn to Belle with a mock-serious look which makes her pout instantly and shake her head no. I sigh and say in fake defeat like I have no other choice, "If you will not listen to me and eat them then your fever will get worse and I will have to use my injections on you." She whimpers and cuddles more into Edmon's chest. I want to coo at her cuteness but I refrain. "If you will listen to me and get well fast then I will give you my special brownies. What do you say? Do we have a deal, Belle?" I extend my hand as I speak. She mulls over a few things in her head before hesitantly taking my hand. I smile, proud that I could convince her. What I didn't see though was how her uncle was looking at me.
Edmon Zenith
For some reason, I was expecting him to be unprofessional and all flirty with me or chatty with Kiara but he wasn't. Till now the only interaction between them was just a simple wave. And he only said a simple hello to me before turning to Belle. I read in his file that he was one of the best medics in the city and I was experiencing it firsthand. As expected Belle was a little scared when he used his stethoscope since she was used to Drew checking her but he still managed to do it without her crying or any tantrum and I am thankful for that. He decorated the whole instrument so effortlessly like it was a daily thing for him and maybe it was. He smiles brightly when Belle agrees not to have any ice cream for a while, which by the way shocked me big time. No one and I means absolutely no one can do that. Drew had tried it once but it ended with Belle's loud wailing and her getting sicker. I couldn't help the fondness taking over my face when they interacted and it seems to come naturally to him. Doesn't look forced. He hands me the prescription and I realise that it's time to go. But I don't want to, not yet. I didn't even get to talk to him properly or alone.
I've now accepted the fact that I have a crush on him and can't help but want him. He has made me feel way more in five minutes than I have felt while dating someone for a month. It's strange but I now know for a fact that he can do many more strange things like that. For example, making Belle want to tie her hair now all the time. It just needs to be pretty and decorated and she's set for the day.
I am so lost in my thoughts that I don't register Kiara calling for me until she shakes my shoulder. I clear my throat awkwardly, trying to ignore the fact that I just zoned out. I never do that. I know we have to go now but I don't want to leave just yet. But I can't stay. I don't even know what to say. And now I have become a poet because it fucking rhymed.
I get up and reluctantly leave his office. For all I know I could be imagining this but I swear I saw a look of disappointment on his face when we got up to leave. Was he thinking the same thing as me? Is he still thinking the same as me? Does he want me as I want him?
Was his disappointment at us leaving towards me or....? I look toward Kiara and shake my head in disbelief. He's been nothing but friendly towards her. No stealing glances or inappropriate stares, nothing, not towards her at least. I smirk remembering how his eyes were glued on me when I entered the office. I like how I have that kind of power over him. Kinda boosts my male ego.
And just like last week, my thoughts are again occupied by the cute doctor. And seeing him today didn't make anything better but rather worsen it. My urge to meet him alone and talk to him is fucking outstanding, messing with my brain.
And let me tell you something I have never had a fucking urge towards a person before. It is all so new to me.
But I get to meet him again at our next appointment and I will make sure that we will have a few moments alone. That thought alone will keep me going for the week. I have a way too tight schedule otherwise I would just visit him tomorrow.
This week is gonna be tougher than before and surprisingly I am enjoying all the waiting.
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