Calling – 1
The stephoscope tapped against the table with each movement. Dr. Alfred Jones, was bored out his mind and all this paperwork was trouble... to him anyway. His head lay a-top his crossed arms on the pale-blue, rainbow-speckled table in front of him. His breath was beginning to slow and he could feel his weight getting heavier, a sure sign this useless paperwork was a remedy for insomnia. Just when he was considering the idea that sleep wasn't that bad, his white office door swung open with a force he knew all to well. His boss.
"Jones! Even when I come to tell you that slacking is dangerous, I find you SLACKING!" He yelled as he stepped into Alfred's quite cluttered room. Alfred sat up reluctently and scratched the back of his head. He opened one eye and looked at the head doctor, before sighing with "I wasn't, you just caught me when I was ABOUT to give up". His boss frowned but calmly bit "Yeah, enough of the wise-cracks Alfred. When I told you I wasn't gonna put up with your slacking off anymore I wasn't kidding. I want you to meet someone". He gestured toward the door, as a young man walked into the doorway and stood there. He was chamomile blonde with striking emerald eyes that seemed to glint. He was only a little thing compared to Alfred, but his expressions said that he would be able to hold his own against him, should he need to. He was about half a foot shorter than Alfred but looked older than him indefinately. Underneath his white coat, he wore a white and green checker-striped shirt with a pine green tie and black trousers like Alfred's own. He looked very smart, apart from his slightly shaggy hair which resided in layers. He looked at Alfred, through the eyes to his surprise, his face a professional and well-mannered expression. "This is Dr. Arthur Kirkland. He will be your assistant doctor/nurse for a while" The boss smiled. "Pleasure " Dr. Kirkland nodded in respect. Alfred turned on his chair to face them, his mouth a jar slightly from the presence he was taking in. "E-Er, yeah same here" He said slowly returning to earth. He realised how attractive Arthur actually was and immediately thought that he must have a trail of girls at his feet (a bit like himself). "Dr. Kirkland is going to help you from now on, be it in surgery or with paperwork but THAT DOESN'T MAKE HIM YOUR SLAVE, UNDERSTAND?" The boss snapped, making it quite clear that Arthur was not there to do his work for him. "Yeah yeah, I get ya" Alfred swatted away with is hand. The boss rolled his eyes and then left the two alone in the room. pulled up a chair to the edge of his desk and sat down. Alfred watched as he turned and gracefully moved the piece of furniture. With 'swagger' like that, he MUST have girl pine him. He couldn't resist the urge to glance at his left hand and look for a ring. He saw a gold ring but it looked cheap and a bit scuffed, like it was old or uncared-for. It confused him. Maybe Arthur was just lazy. But he didn't seem the type. "I see you've attempted some paperwork already. Would you like some help with it?" Arthur asked polietly, a small considerate smile tugging the corner of his mouth. Alfred smiled and admitted, "Yeah I could do with it, thanks". He showed Arthur his papers and they gradually got through a few of them.
Alfred couldn't help listen to Arthur intently, his voice was peaceful and smooth like gold. One thing he died for, was his accent. It was distinctively British, english to be exact, and Alfred had always had a weak spot for an English accent. "Are you listening Doctor?" Arthur asked, a slight miffed look on his face. Alfred's heart jumped a little, it was THAT LOOK. Wait...what? That look? What about it? Why was he getting excited? "Y-Yeah, I was" Alfred insisted, then realised what Arthur said, "Hey, you don't have to call me doctor when it's just us two. Call me Alfred, m'kay?" Arthur blushed a little and then mummered "Right, I understand. A-Alfred." grinned and then looked at the work they had got through. "Wow, I would have never have got this done before. Thanks Arthur!" He smiled, forgetting to ask if he could also drop his formalities. Arthur just let it pass and figured that they could meet both ways on that note. "N-No problem" Arthur said, clearing the paper into some kind of order, "I've got some papers to submit, would you like me to take your's as well?" "Yeah, that'd be a great help thanks" Alfred thanked, looking at his watch and then putting some things away himself. Arthur was about to leave, but Alfred called out "Hey Arthur, if you're free after work tonight I'm going for a quick drink and it'd be great if you could join me. I would love to get to know you better if we're going to be working together". Arthur blushed unintentionally, he'd only been asked out for drinks in work once and that was by someone he had been friends with for a while. "E-Er, of course. I'm free so that'd be nice" He responded, before leaving a little quicker. Alfred smiled to himself and packed his things away instead. By the time Arthur got back it'd be time to leave, or at least, Alfred would make it that way.