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@micah-howell
“Are you sure you could resist me, though? I’m unconvinced. You’d be surprised the amount of people who needn’t care of leaving anymore.”
“Yes, I can, I have for this long haven’t I? Oh, well I didn’t use to care but I feel like people give up too quickly or lose hope which sucks”
“Of course you do. Besides, who else would stay up until stupid o'clock in the morning with you?”
“The insomniacs would!”
Micah’s Therapy Session || Colin & Micah
Colin’s eyes widened as he realised what he had said, causing him to let out a quiet groan as he continued digging the hole he had dug himself those nights ago.
He knew that the other was trying to trick him into getting out of therapy, causing him to shake his head. “My thoughts aren’t the reason we’re here, are they. We’re here to talk about you.” He replied, a somewhat satisfied smile settling onto his face.
“But I don’t want to talk about me, there’s a reason I skipped all the other sessions before this” Micah huffed, crossing his arms over his chest as he sunk further into the seat.
“Like why would you want to just sit there and listen to my annoying problems, like how is that satisfying in any way at all?” He questioned, pulling his knees up to his chest as he looked over at him. “Do you not get bored? Or annoyed?” He asked.
Micah’s Therapy Session || Colin & Micah
“What do you mean? The others didn’t make you go to sessions, but I will chase you down and make you come.” Colin responded, not really thinking about his wording. Moving towards the sofa, he dropped down and closed his eyes. “It’s a bad surprise.”
As he was asked the question, he shrugged, if he was honest, there wasn’t much going through his head, being to drunk to think clearly. “I was thinking something along the lines of holy shit I’m so drunk, he’s attractive I wanna fuck him.”
“True I suppose and wait, didn’t you already do that?” Micah questioned with a small smirk as he crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa. “Oh, you’re telling me, I tend to not see my one night stands in an office, telling me about my life decisions”
“Well you did a good job at that didn’t you?” The younger male asked before running a hand through his untamed hair. “So, what’s going through your mind now then?”
“I sleep naked, I can’t have you taking advantage of me whilst I’m sleeping. You’re probably the only one in here who’s trying, good on you.”
“I’m not an animal, I have some self-restraint thank you very much. I can’t be the only one who is making an attempt surely...”
“Oh shut up, you love me really!”
“Do I really though?”
Micah’s Therapy Session || Colin & Micah
Colin paled as he fully processed what was going on. He had known, when he had that night in the cupboard, that the person he was with was a patient, but he had never even entertained the thought that it would be his patient.
Realising that the other was about to weasel his way out, Colin shook his head. “Oh no, you’re not getting out of this easily. My, uh, colleagues may be more lenient, but not me. Come in.” The words spilled from his lips quickly, as he stepped aside to let the other in. “Surprise I guess?”
“You’re not lenient? Wow, I’d love to see how lenient the other’s are then” Micah murmured as he stepped into the office, glancing around before crinkling up his nose. “I can’t tell if it’s a good or bad surprise” He replied before running a hand through his hair.
“So, what was going through your head when you decided to sleep with a patient?” The younger male questioned as he wandered over to one of the seats, setting himself down and getting comfortable.
Micah’s Therapy Session || Colin & Micah
Colin let out a sigh as he looked at his schedule, he wasn’t sure what to expect from his next patient, a note on his file stating he was a serial therapy ditcher, and they weren’t exactly the most forthcoming with information.
Hearing a knock on the door, he took a deep breath as he halted in his pacing and moved towards it. Pulling open the door, he lifted his eyes to look at the other. “Oh.”
Micah held his breath as the door opened and lifted his head to meet the therapist and raised an eyebrow. “You’re a therapist?” Were the first words that tumbled out of his mouth causing him to emit a small squeak before he covered his mouth with both of his hands.
“Should I... Go? I can ask for another therapist or just not come at all. that worked for me before...” The younger male rambled on, waving his hands about briefly before letting out a small sigh.
“I have a girlfriend whom shares a room with me, but all she does its sleep. So shift-sharing isn’t particularly possible. A small step for man, a giant leap to a drug-free system.”
“Then sleep in my room or something, it’s not like anyone is going to find you and I’m super alert, so I could stand watch for you, in case you actually wanted to sleep. Yeah, it feels weird... Because I’m actually trying to get better”
“I wouldn’t be so sure of that, nerd.”
“Hey! Rude!”
Micah’s Therapy Session || Colin & Micah
Micah took a shaky breath and wandered down the corridor, biting the inside of his lip as he headed towards staff corridor that had been daunting to him since the beginning of his time here. The male had never been near this corridor before, let alone down it as he had managed to stay away from authority figures so far. Until now.
He glanced down at the sheet of paper in his hand that had the room number of his therapist printed on, lifting his head as his gaze focused on the exact number on the door in front of him. Bingo. Lifting his hand up, he knocked on the door briefly before waiting patiently, brushing a hand through his hair.
“You’d be shocked to know that you can get no privacy around here. At least if I’m awake during the night, they can’t sneak up. I’m practically nocturnal these days. I suppose it’s a better alternative, so good for you.”
“Oh I know that, but I’m sure you could go where no one would suspect you would have gone to, duh or you could get a friend and do shifts. Well yeah, I’m not slowly killing myself any more so there’s one but I’m constantly trying to fight the urge but oh well”
“I can’t have anyone seeking revenge and deciding to target me whilst I’m sleeping. I’m guessing you’re an avid coffee drinker?”
“Sleep where no one would find you then, everyone needs sleep, even psychopath’s. It’s my replacement for the drugs and alcohol, so at the moment yes”
“Sleep is another form of letting your guard down, and I’d rather not do that. Why couldn’t you sleep?”
“That makes sense, for you anyway and I don’t know, too full of caffeine probably”
Leah walked past him and started towards her room. “So. Have you spoken to that cute guy again?”
Micah followed after her, putting his hands in his pockets. “We have texted back and forth a couple of times”
“Of course I’m ok with it! Come on.”
“Okay cool, let’s go then”
“You? Bother me? That’s stupid.”
“Just making sure you’re okay with it!”
