Very short chapter, there's a double date and a big question with a not so surprisingly answer but leads onto the next chapter. We're going to skip several days now in order to fit everything in, Enjoy! xxxNTxxx
Day 19 – The Janitor
For some reason, being around Blonde Doctor was changing the Janitor's dynamic, his demeanour and his way of looking at things. He always used to aspire to get one over those people who wronged him, but now he thought of her face and how she handled situations and ended up simply nodding and resuming his work. She was learning him German and he was teaching her sign language – amongst other, more personal things. He would smile disastrously at Scooter, leading to an awkward moment of silence where they didn't know what to do. Then one of them would say 'good day' and the other would agree, just so that each of them could run towards anywhere that wasn't that spot. It was all worth it though, just to see Blonde Doctor smile in encouragement and embrace his enthusiasm for adaptation.
He found himself sitting with her friends at lunch, chatting with Nice Nurse about her day and listening intently to whatever Black Doctor had to say. He looked at those two and wondered that maybe in the future, he and Blonde Doctor could be like that. That would be amazing if it were possible.
Today at lunch, Scooter had grabbed an extra chair for the end of the table and was squishing on for the first time in ages, as he and Blonde Doctor's relationship was slowly healing. They were discussing the horrors of Malaria and the possible treatments whilst the Janitor nodded along and ate his salad sandwich with no clue as to what they were on about. Blonde Doctor noticed.
"Aw, sorry, sweetie, we'll stop it now." She stuck out her bottom lip and hooked arms with him.
"Yeah, I wasn't even there anyway." Black Doctor shrugged. "Hey, saw this dude today, all up in Carla's face."
"Yeah and his teeth were disgusting." Nice Nurse pursed her lips and agreed with her husband. "Don't get me started on his breath."
"Wanted a surgical consult but I was, like, no way, man!"
"He even backed away when the guy sat up!"
They began to laugh, and Blonde Doctor joined in. Scooter still looked like he didn't belong, so he chuckled quietly to himself to feel part of the group.
"Are you guys in tonight?" He asked. "I rented this movie but I wasn't sure if you were going out or not, being newlyweds and all..."
"Yeah, I'm sorry, Bambi." Nice Nurse frowned. "I thought I told you. Me, Turk and Elliot planned to head over to The Green Tree for a meal... we would have invited you but we planned it two weeks ago and you weren't... you know..."
"Nah, it's okay." Scooter shrugged. "I understand; I don't wanna be a fourth wheel so I'll just watch the movie by myself."
The Janitor listened to their mindless chitter-chatter, realising that his plans for him and his woman would be cancelled tonight. It seemed she had forgotten all about this restaurant booking and was now panicking on what to do. Her neurotic side kicked in and she began flapping about all over the table.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Nice Nurse calmed her down. "You can bring the Janitor along too – we had to book a table for four anyway because they don't do threesies over there. It's a posh place."
"Yeah?" Blonde Doctor looked up at him expectantly.
"Sure." He answered, exchanging a fevered glance with Scooter and then smiling at Black Doctor who was grinning madly.
"Sounds great!" The dancer-man enthused. "Man I am gonna wear my best suit and I'll be all over that place."
"Yeah, it's fancy so wear fancy clothes." Nice Nurse pointed out.
"Fancy..." Scooter muttered.
"You've got fancy clothes, right?" Blonde Doctor asked the Janitor. He nodded and pretended to straighten an invisible bowtie. "Coolio!"
"...Coolio..." Scooter mused.
"It'll be fun, we can do couple stuff." Nice Nurse continued. "Like a double date, and when us ladies go to the bathroom we can bitch about you guys."
"...double date..." Scooter mimicked.
"Okay, dude, that is seriously getting annoying." Black Doctor aimed at his friend. "What's up with you?"
"Nothing, I guess." Scooter shrugged, dismissively. "I just... I'm gonna be on my own and it feels like you're all against me. I'm being chewed out."
"No you're not." Blonde Doctor scoffed at him. "Stop being so needy and get over it. You've watched a movie by yourself plenty of times."
"Only when they're hot chicks in it." He reasoned with her. "This one's all men."
"That's say's a lot about you." The Janitor said quietly, and Blonde Doctor tried not to laugh; instead, a burst of air escaped her lips and she whimpered with delight. Scooter rolled his eyes and walked away. Nice Nurse watched after him but Black Doctor shook his head.
"Just ignore JD when he's being a baby." He said wisely. "Trust me, I've had to over the years."
"You're right." Blonde Doctor agreed. "Anyway, a double date sounds great. It's at eight, yeah? Coolio!"
Later that evening, she was helping the Janitor to put on his suit, making sure his striped tie looked perfect and licking her finger so that she could rub anything from his face. He let her, enjoying the attention like an orphaned puppy and pecking her lips in return.
"Well, thank you." She gave him a saucy look. "If you weren't already looking so nice in that suit I would have it off you in, like, five seconds."
"And I would have enjoyed it." He nodded once. "Shall we go?" He held out his arm, and she linked it with a smile.
"We so shall!" She giggled as they exited his apartment. She was wearing a slim, duck-egg blue, silky dress complete will strappy heels and a brown shawl to cover her shoulders. He matched in his brown suit and blue stripy tie – she had almost cried when she realised that his tie was actually sky blue and that they were wearing different shades but he managed to calm her down by commenting on how beautiful she looked. Any form of compliment always worked on her; she would melt into his arms and snuggle, forgetting whatever tiny thing had upset her before.
When they got to the restaurant, the Turk's were already there and scanning the menu. Blonde Doctor ordered the sea bass, and so did the Janitor. Everyone would enjoy some champagne, but he was having difficulty in knowing what the special event was – none of them really had much money so it seemed to be a bit of a waste. He asked.
"Turk and I have decided to try for a baby." Nice Nurse answered his question. "We discussed it three weeks ago, told Elliot a week later whilst organising this as it's the only night off all three of us had at once and now here we are." She sipped her bubbly liquid and then gave the Janitor an accusing look. "Shouldn't you be working?"
"No, I, err, asked Kelso and he got another janitor to cover my shift." He lied. He'd actually just left as Blonde Doctor had without telling anybody. He gripped his knife and fork and banged them on the table. "Ich habe hunger!"
"Aw, sweetie!" Blonde Doctor grinned, before explaining to the others. "I'm teaching him some German. Basic level, but he's getting there."
"Nice." Nice Nurse said. "Turk's getting there with the Spanish, aren't you, baby?"
"I do when I do." Black Doctor announced, but the Janitor didn't understand this as a proper sentence. He laughed as the others did, though, afraid not to be accepted within his lovers group of friends. He needed all the people he could get on his side if they were ever going to get married one day. They had to be just like the Turk's.
The food came and went as the evening drew to a close, they champagne was drained to the last drop and stories of their pasts were thrown into the happy conversation, demolishing the hours. The Janitor actually found himself enjoying it; he answered the right questions, inquired and poked at the right statements, shared his own personal stories and then ended his night by caressing Blonde Doctor's face and throwing her shawl across her shoulder, nodding to Black Doctor that enough was enough now, they had to leave.
When they got home, she made out with him for at least ten minutes before declaring that she was tired and that it was already quite late (11:00pm), she really had to be getting home! It's a good job that the Janitor was so gentlemanly enough to offer her to just stay at his place tonight and why not stay the next night too?
Why not stay every night?
"What are you saying?" Blonde Doctor narrowed her eyes.
"I guess..." He sighed and flapped his arms at his sides. "...I guess I'm asking you to move in. With me. Here."
"Uh..." She looked around and smiled. "I can do that. I can. I can and will!"
"Great!" He smiled with her, picking her up into a bear hug and swinging her from side to side in a jerking motion. "We'll get your stuff on your day off and you can change whatever you want about this place. Bring pillows. Bring candles. Whatever, I don't care."
He poked her nose. "Just remember to bring you."
