A/N: Okay, honestly, I never intended for this to have an actual storyline. It was just supposed to be mundane, somewhat illogical hotness (if that makes any sense) – but since all of you like it so much, I should probably consider some actual plot. So, here it is. Enjoy!

Chapter 3 – Sore As Hell

Dear God, he was actually walking sideways.

JD tried desperately to focus on the cafeteria tray precariously balanced on one hand while the other was busy pressing buttons on his pager. JD had decided to finally confront his mentor with all his questions and figure out where all this was going, so he was paging him to the cafeteria in hopes of having the infamous "relationship-talk".

If it weren't for that soreness in his-

"NEWBIE! WHAT IS IT?"

Unruly hair, stubble, eyes ripped open wider than usual... Dr Cox seemed crazier than ever.

"Doctor Cox! Eat lunch with me!"

"No." He was about to stride out of the cafeteria without a word, but JD knew just what to say.

"Well, Coxy, seems I was mistaken about a certain someone getting it on in the on-call room last night, because I happened to be nearby, in fact, I was so close, I could-"

"What the- Shut up!" Dr Cox whipped around and grabbed his shoulders. "Be quiet or I'll tear your head off!"

"Then how about you sit yourself down so I don't have to yell anymore?"

"...Fine." He grabbed a chair and sat, avoiding any eye-contact. JD knew the man was confused, but just looking at his mentor gave him the tingles. He felt the need to grab a few extra appletinis, find a dark room and rip off each other's clothes.

"Newbie? Let me guess, daydream?"

JD looked up – and was immediately stunned. Instead of cold anger or biting sarcasm, there was nothing but affection in the man's eyes.

"I... er... we... you know... I wanted to talk about us."

Dr Cox sighed; he'd clearly been expecting it.

"Alicia, I know what you're thinking – actually, I don't because nobody knows what you're thinking, but I'm guessing you assume I'm just confused."

"Are you psychic?"

"Listen, I've gone through some hard times lately. Jordan's been making it very clear that she's hopping into bed with every single man she can find. Usually, I wouldn't mind, but let's be honest here: If she can do the dirty with anyone she considers sexy, I should be allowed to do the same."

"Well, Dr Cox, I can understand that but why- wait! Did you just say I'm sexy?"

Dr Cox swallowed loudly, visibly embarrassed. "I-"

"No need to apologize, Dr Cox! I can see why you would fall for the J-Man!"

"It's not your feminine charm, Beth, if that's what you're saying. It's your innocence. Or rather, your cluelessness. I shouldn't bother though, because I'm just as clueless. I just don't know what I'm doing."

JD didn't know what to say. He could see the man breaking in front of him. He'd never seen his mentor this vulnerable and he had to hurry and do what he had to before Dr Cox went back to his protective shell and became exhaustingly unapproachable.

"Dr Cox, I want to show you something." JD fought the urge to grab his hand and drag him away.

"Where are you going?"

"To the janitor's closet. And you are coming with me."

Reluctantly, Dr Cox stood up and followed JD down the hall. They made sure no one was watching, then quickly slipped into the closet.

JD rounded on Dr Cox, gazing into those beautiful appletini-colored eyes. "I need to tell you something."

He focused all his energy on what he was about to say. "I know that there's a reason you call me girl's names and make jokes about my sexuality. I know I'm not the only one daydreaming, and I'm damn sure not the only one who daydreams the dirty way. And if you're too scared to admit it, fine! I'll do it first! I really, really li-"

But it's impossible to talk when you have another man's lips on yours.

It was quick and unexpected and it felt so incredibly wonderful that even as Dr Cox pulled away to gaze at him, JD could still feel his lingering breath on his face.

"Newbie, I- I don't know what to say..."

JD swallowed. He felt dizzy and light-headed, like after the first taste of a cigarette, and now he needed more or he was going to pass out.

"We can do it the way we do it best," JD said slowly. "Without words."

And he crushed his lips to his mentor's once more, closing his eyes and drinking in the warmth of the moment. Dr Cox moaned and wordlessly fell into the kiss, clutching JD's head and taking a step forward until their chests touched gently.

When they broke apart, they panted heavily for a few seconds, then stared at each other in awe.

"So, I guess it's out now," Dr Cox said.

"I honestly think it's better that way."

JD couldn't help himself. He rushed forward once more and this time his mentor came to meet him. Their lips joined, parted slightly, and their tongues touched as they stayed together closely and gazed into each other's eyes, the rushing hospital world slowly fading away into nothing but bliss and harmony.