Title: 100 Compliments

Author: Emo Barbie

Disclaimer: Yes, yes. Emo Barbie does not own. And will not ever. Just remember that and everything will be fine and dandy okay?

Extra: Hello again everyone! I know you probably all hate me right now for how long it's been since I last updated but after awhile there life just hit me full force and I was suddenly at a loss for what to do XD that and my old computer crashed {The one that held all my scrub fic ideas T_T} so all my backhanded compliments and one shot ideas and whatnot where suddenly gone! OH NOES! T_T So sad. Yes? But now. Soon I'll have a new labtop and be able to update again...hopefully. NOW! ON with the finally new update!

I got an idea for another compliment. But I had to back up the story. So this is the LOST compliment XD from back on their trip. XD This will probably be the only time I do this. XD so don't worry. I have a two for one deal! Two compliments put into one event! XD K! So you'll get two updates today! Yeah!

-=-=-=100 Compliments: LOST COMPLIMENT part 1: Compliment 82=-=-=-

{Back on their trip during the second night}

He couldn't believe he had allowed the other to talk him into this. Perry Cox did not go clubbing. Yet here he was standing in some sort of girly club, sitting in a back table, nursing a glass of scotch. The kid had dragged him here and then when Dr Cox had refused to actually accompany him onto the dance floor, had stalked off into the crowd and hadn't been seen since. The doctor's eyes scanned the crowd for any sight of the girly male. However with the flashing lights and the too crowded room it was hard to find him, not to mention all the way to girly guys that seemed to be attracted to this place. And for once the older male didn't feel so bad calling the other one a girl. Because even if it hurt the poor boys self esteem he could actually say that he hardly could put much credit behind his words like he could for quite a few others that were now starting to maneuver a little too close to his table.

"Per-Bear!" The male gritted his teeth at the nickname before turning a hard glare towards the approaching figure.

"And where in the world did you go?" Dr Cox Hissed.

"Did you know they even have a close shop here? They sell all sorta stuff in the back!" J.D guestered down towards his outfit that the other doctor had to eye. Yes it was true, the other had bought a new outfit and obvious to the fact that he was wearing an entirely different outfit then what he had come in, he had also decided to change into it. J.D tossed the bag of his previous clothes onto the bench opposite the older male. "Are you sure you don't want to dance?" J.D made a face at the other before glancing out towards the dance floor.

"I don't feel like being stuck between you and twenty other dudes thank you very much." The doctor hissed as he took another swig of his scotch before allowing the glass to hit the table with a loud clank.

"But we don't have to go into the center!" Dr Cox was puzzled for a minute as J.D turned to point at a corner. The Doctor turning to look at where the other was pointing. "See! Right over there is a vacat spot! Barely anyone around!" Dr Cox opened his mouth to protest but J.D had reached down to grab his arm and was trying to pull him up...poorly he might add. It was quite sad to see the other desperately trying to pull him from the booth and Dr Cox not even having to try to make an effort to keep himself seated.

After a long sigh the other finally gave in. After all if the other wanted so desperately to get him up, he might as well give in to the brat. After all this was supposed to be like a small vacation. "Fine, fine..." Dr Cox growled as he pulled himself out of the booth turning to look at an overly excited Newbie. "But I'm still not dancing-" He was suddenly being pulled towards the corner, allowing himself to be dragged. "You can dance if you want, but I sure as hell am not "moving my butty to the grove." J.D made a face to this, and as they finally reached their destination the boy turned and tried to get the other moving. But true to his word he simply leaned back up against the wall, causing the smaller male to pout.

"You're no fun, you know that?" J.D snapped at him.

"I had no idea." The male muttered bitterly.

J.D finally gave in and began dancing by himself, feeling a bit awkward with the sudden gaze that fell upon him. That wasn't fair! So he wouldn't dance, but he was fine to just stand there and watch him dance? J.D turned to look at the other, moving dangerously close and pressing up against the other as he stuck out his bottom lip. "That's not fair." J.D voice out of his thoughts and Dr Cox cocked an eyebrow. "You can't just stand there scrutinizing me like that!"

"I'm not scrutinizing you." Dr Cox corrected him. "I'm just observing."

J.D pressed closer and he swore he could see a faint blush suddenly color the other's cheeks.

It was only from this close contact that the older doctor could finally smell the boys breathe. And that wasn't no apple-tini's he smelled. "You've been drinking." He growled out through clenched teeth.

"I was offered drinks. I couldn't refuse them." J.D drawled out with a wide smile.

"You shouldn't just taken drinks from random strangers."

"Why? You jealous?" J.D smiled, both of his hands where pressed firmly to the older man's chest and he was a little surprised that he had yet been pushed away.

"Newbie, now I know your not that stupid. What I'm trying to tell you is that you could easily be slipped a drug."

J.D made a face at the comment as if it were some kind of ridiculous idea. "Please! Like that would happen."

Dr Cox finally pushed the other away with a growl. "You know, I can't believe I'm even saying this but your even stupider then usual when your drunk."

J.D stumbled back before he was able to catch his balance and place both hands on his hips. "That may be so, but I'm a lot better dance when I'm drunk." J.D pursed his lips as he swiveled his hips, just to show the other what he was talking about. "See?" The male looked up at the other coyly a suggestive smile pulling at the corners of his lips. "I bet you I can do better in bed to."

"That's a bet I'd never want to take you up on there, Susan." Dr Cox narrowed his eyes at the other as J.D's smile suddenly fell and he seemed to come back for just a second to realize what he had just said and Dr Cox had to sigh at the hurt and embarrassed look that suddenly crossed the other's features. "But you're an okay dancer, I give you that."

J.D suddenly brightened and Dr Cox had to avert his gaze as the other seemed to come to life again. "Really? You think so?"

"Sure...why not." Dr Cox muttered, having to hold back the wanted comment of 'It's obviously not just another forced comment.'

"Then dance with me!"

Dr Cox of course went to object but the smile that the other gave him seemed to pull to much at him, and he let out another sigh as he allowed himself to be dragged closer towards the crowd. After all, it was vacation...he could live a little...just a little.

Author's Note: Yes, yes, I know. I've really fallen off the wagon here with this. XD But you can't expect me to go from never once writting or even reading a scrubs fanfic in the last 7 {or more} months and suddenly able to just pull a good one out of thin air. That and the fact that I had to pull this all from scratch since I no longer have any of my scrub fic ideas T_T

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