Dartmouth-Hitchcock

John walked into his office and saw Randy sitting in his chair with his head resting on the desk. He ran a hand over the man's shorn head and sat on the couch to change his shoes

"That was John." Randy said looking at his mother's face on the screen

"Can he hear me?"

"No."

"Oh." She said with a smile

"What?"

"He's a cutie." Randy laughed

"I agree."

"Lunch is here so I'm going to the lounge." John announced

"Alright I'll be there in a minute."

"Okay." John said before leaning down and waving at the woman on the phone's screen

"Ooh his eyes are dreamy."

"I told you he was good-looking."

"Yea well...I'm still not proud of what you did but if the two of you are happy."

"I said I was sorry and I didn't do it on purpose."

"Sure you didn't Randy."

"Mom."

"I don't care what you say. I think that you did and I raised you better than that."

"Make me feel guilty why don't you?"

"That's called your conscience honey. Go eat your lunch. We'll talk later."

"Not about this I hope."

"I'd rather not." Randy sighed heavily

"Bye mom. I love you."

"I love you too." Randy ended the FaceTime chat then walked down to the lounge where he fixed a plate for himself and took his seat next to John

"Was that your mom?"

"Oh now you ask after you put your big mug all in my screen?" Randy asked with a laugh and John smiled. "Yes that was my mom."

"You must look like your father then."

"Or I could not look like either of my parents."

"It must be your dad."

"It's my dad...down to the crooked smile half smile and everything." John and Cody laughed

"I think it's cute." John said quietly making Randy blush. "How come you're not eating Cody?"

"Waiting on Evan. I can't eat without him."

"What's he doing?"

"He had a patient." Cody checked his watch

"I'm here." Evan said walking in. "You don't have to check your watch."

"I wasn't looking at it for that reason babe. What do you want to eat?"

"I smell pizza."

"Deep dish or thin crust?"

"We have both?! One of each please." Evan washed his hands while Cody grabbed the two slices of pizza for him. John and Randy watched as Evan picked up the slice of deep dish and danced in his seat as he took a bite. It was amusing to see the man unlike himself which was always composed and stoical. They saw Cody smile slightly at his boyfriend who was devouring the pizza

"Uh-oh." Randy groaned hearing three pagers go off simultaneously. "This must be a real emergency."

"Shit." Cody said checking his pager and managing to eat a slice of pizza in three bites

"Take a drink baby or you'll get really bad indigestion." Evan said handing his own beverage to his boyfriend. "Good luck guys!" He called as the men rushed from the room

"What's going on?" John asked taking charge as they walked into the room

"Male, 45, playing a game of racquetball and he just collapsed on the court. People standing by panicked but then someone started CPR on him but there was no pulse when they started. We arrived and performed CPR for about five to seven minutes before getting a pulse and transporting him. Pulse is very very weak. History of heart problems." The EMT said relaying all the information to John

"Thanks." Cody helped John scrub up and put his gloves on

"This doesn't look good. We have a Code Blue." Randy said

"If he's Code Blue then resuscitate him! EMTs said he had a pulse."

"Well he ain't got one now." The men worked tirelessly for 25 minutes doing everything they could to resuscitate the man lying on the table. They used the defibrillator twice before having Cody administer a dose of epinephrine then trying a manual technique

"Guys," Cody said wiping his brow. "I've got absolutely nothing here." He said feeling all pulse points

"We have to call it John."

"Damn it." John said checking his watch then the clock. "Time of death 1426 hundred. Call the ME." He said disposing of his gloves and leaving the room. Randy looked at Cody who shook his head

"He shouldn't let it but it bothers him each time. Luckily it's only happened four times in the years I've been here. John's a great doctor who thinks he can save everyone and the truth is that he can't. If it's their time to go he's not going to override God's plan." Cody said picking up the phone. "Are you alright?" Randy nodded

"I'm more concerned for him right now."

"Give him a few minutes before you go in there. He still might snap but at least you gave him some time to compose himself." Randy left and walked the two flights of stairs down to the cafeteria and picked up two iced teas from the Dunkin Donuts nearby

"I brought you an iced tea...extra lemon." He said stepping into John's office

"Thank you."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine Randy."

"It doesn't seem like it."

"Leave me alone."

"We did what we could but people die John."

"Are you serious right now? Get out of my office."

"John,"

"Get out!" John said hurling the 24 ounces of iced tea across the room. Instead of leaving Randy calmly picked up the cup with its lid and the pieces of ice he could find before they soaked into the carpet. He wasn't sure why it mattered since there was tea everywhere anyway

"I understand that you're upset but don't be this way with me John." Randy said tossing the cup in the trash. "I haven't done anything to you."

"Yea I know which is kinda why I told you to get out not once but twice."

"Fine...if that's what you want then I'll go."

"Go." The tall man walked out of the room and down the hall to the lounge

"What happened in there?" Cody asked

"What?"

"Did he throw you against a wall?"

"No. That was the iced tea I just bought."

"Shit that was loud."

"It was 24 ounces and had extra lemons in it." Evan and Cody both laughed although the man's tone was very serious

"Are you okay? We heard him yell."

"I'm fine. I mean the leg of my pants is wet from the explosion but it'll dry."

"Well I hope John will be alright." Evan said around the piece of cinnamon bun he had just stuffed in his mouth

"Are you pregnant?" Cody asked making Randy chuckle

"What?"

"The pizza and now this? Where did you even get this ungodly thing?"

"Seth."

"I'm going to stab him."

"Seriously Cody? With what may I ask?"

"A syringe."

"What the hell is that gonna do?" Randy asked

"I meant a syringe with at least two milliliters of air in it."

"Cody Garrett!" Evan yelled while Randy went into a fit of laughter. "How disgusting of you!"

"You're sick Cody."

"I wouldn't really do it...I'd lose my job and my license for sure."

"The level of how much I can't right now is way above my head right now."

"I can't even believe you Cody."

"I'm sorry Half Pint."

"Do not."

"I'm going home." John announced peeking into the room. "I'll see you guys tomorrow." He added then left

"What the hell? Are you going to check on him Ran?"

"Not at the moment. I was already almost taken out with a drink so I'll just call him when my shift is over."

"He must be really upset. There's only 30 left of the entire shift provided there's no emergency." Randy just shook his head

Later

After his shift Randy went home, showered, made dinner and only after he finished his meal and washed the dishes did he call John. The first call went to voicemail so he tried again and the man answered

"Hello?"

"Are you okay?"

"Why would you think that I wasn't okay?"

"Well let's see: you threw a cup full of tea at me, you yelled at me then you abruptly left work early...um, you didn't answer my call the first time,"

"Randy shut up."

"Don't tell me to shut up. You sound drunk. Are you drunk?"

"I've been drinking."

"Jesus Christ – did you go home and drink for the rest of the afternoon?"

"Did you call to check on me? I'm fine. Thank you."

"I'm fine. Thank you." Randy mocked. "You owe me an apology,"

"I'm going to hang up now okay? Okay."

"John." Randy looked at the phone when all he heard was the unmistakable silence that comes after someone hangs up on you. Sighing he plugged the phone into its charger then pulled the sheets back on his bed so he could get some rest. He eventually drifted into a restless sleep as he tossed and turned for a couple hours. "Fuck." Randy whispered harshly as he stared into the darkness of his room. Throwing the sheets back he dressed, grabbed his phone and headed down to his car. When he arrived at John's he opened the door which he learned was never locked. "John?" He called noticing all the lights still on at an hour when John should have been in bed. Randy walked through the kitchen and into the den where he found John seemingly passed out on one of the couches. "Hey." He said with a nudge. "John get up."

"What are you doing here?"

"I couldn't sleep."

"Did you try warm milk?" John asked with a laugh

"No and that's not funny. I was worried about you. How much have you had to drink?" The obviously drunk man raised his arm and indicated that he'd only had a little to drink with his fingers. "That's a lie. Get up so you can take a shower and go to bed. You have work in the morning."

"I know...what am I going to do? I'm so drunk." Randy bent down and hoisted John over his shoulder

...

"Do you feel like you're going to be sick?" Randy asked after he'd gotten John showered and into bed

"No. That Gatorade helped a lot."

"I don't think you're going to be ready for work in the morning."

"I'll get up."

"Come here." Randy said pulling at the other man

"What are you doing?"

"Just come here." John moved around until his head was resting on Randy's firm chest. Randy wrapped his arms around and didn't utter a word when he felt John's shoulders begin to shake. They stay that way, John in the safety of his lover's arms. "I know." The taller man said quietly as he soothingly rubbed the other man's back. "You don't have to hide anything from me because I'm here for you. It's perfectly normal to be upset but no more drinking to hide it away okay?" He felt John nod. "Goodnight."

"'Night." This time when Randy drifted off to sleep, he slept soundly knowing John would be alright

Next Morning

"John." Randy whispered feeling the man move a little

"What?"

"Please tell me that I have clean scrubs here."

"You have clean scrubs here."

"Oh thank God. I rushed over here and didn't even think about that."

"Thanks for coming over."

"You don't have to thank me. If you were worried about me I'd expect the same...or would you not?" John chuckled

"I would but I hope you don't have self-destructive tendencies like me."

"No but I have enough problems."

"I'm sorry about throwing that tea too."

"It missed me, barely, so don't even worry about it."

"Yea I was aiming for you too."

"John." Randy said dryly. "Were you seriously trying to hit me with that?"

"Yes." He pushed the man who was still resting against him off and onto the mattress. "Ow, my head."

"I'm sorry but you deserved that."

"I did."

"And here I was going to make you breakfast."

"You're not going to now?"

"Why should I? You just admitted to trying to hit me with something."

"But I didn't."

"You got my pants wet."

"Collateral damage?"

"Shut the hell up. The hole you're digging is only getting deeper." With a struggle John managed to lift himself up

"I sincerely apologize Randy. I never ever should have thrown that cup at you and I'll never do anything like that again. And I'm sorry that I made you worry...I can't say that I'll never do it again but I will try my best not to." Randy brushed his fingers over John's cheek making the man smile and in turn he smiled. "Does that mean I'm forgiven?" John asked after turning his head slightly to kiss the fingers that had touched his face

"You're forgiven."

"Good." John said kissing him

"Don't kiss me."

"Why not?"

"Because then I'll want to have sex and we don't have time for that."

"Then you'll want to have sex or you already want to have sex?"

"Does it matter?"

"Not to me." John said looking at the clock. "I can't guarantee it'll be the best but we can do it."

"There's no time if you want me to make breakfast."

"We can grab something from the cafeteria or the Dunkin Donuts." He said in the process of pulling Randy's underwear off. The tall man raised his hips then spread his legs for John who had sucked two fingers into his mouth then circled them around the man's entrance before pushing them in slowly. Randy closed his eyes while the thick digits pumped in and out of him tickling his prostate. John reached for the bottle of lubricant on his night table

"Let me get on top...just in case you feel sick and decide to throw up you won't do it on me."

"I'm not going to throw up but you can still get on top." John responded lying down. He sheathed his cock while Randy smeared the lube between his cheeks. He straddled the man and lowered himself as John held his member steady. They both groaned at the intense feeling. This time John was the one to close his eyes while Randy moved sensually on top of him rolling his hips. Randy began to undulate faster and faster until he was bouncing on top of the other man. "Fuck!" John exclaimed throwing his head back against the pillow. Randy smirked to himself as he rode John hard

"Shit," He said feeling John thrust upward. "Damn John, right there." John thrust again but this time Randy moved against the thrust and the men's movements brought them each closer to the orgasms they were trying to achieve. John grabbed Randy by the waist to hold him still while he thrust upward fast and hard. "Oh fuck me. Yes, fuck! You feel so good inside me John."

"Ready to cum?"

"No. I never want to cum when you're fucking me."

"Well," John said with a chuckle. "I'm flattered but we can't do this all day."

"You sure?"

"Pretty sure." He responded with a particularly deep thrust

"Fine then." Randy whispered since he was barely able to catch his breath. John could already feel Randy's muscles tightening around him. With no help at all from the whimpering man John flipped the two of them over and kept his thrusts deep and hard until the climax Randy was clearly trying to avoid came anyway. John wasn't far behind and with a grunt he finished

"What are you laughing at?" Randy asked

"I never want to cum when you're fucking me?"

"I mean obviously I do but then that means it's over."

"There will be plenty of time for us to do that but we definitely need to get up right now." John said looking at the time on his phone

"I don't want to now."

"Randal."

"Normally that would piss me off but I like the way you say my name."

"Oh do you...Randal?" John said getting out of bed

"One more time." Randy said smirking as he left the bed too

"Come on Randal." The shorter man said beckoning the other with a finger

"Yea, that's hot."