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[insomniacimagines]

👋🏾 hey✨🌙Just wanted to tell you how amazing your blog is 😊🌙✨Could you write an imagine about Worick or Nicolas visiting a psychiatrist (Reader) and like falling in love with her/him? Thanks 🙏🏾😊💖

You’re too sweet, quit making me blush! 

I actually turned to my cousin to help me with this one since she’s a psychiatrist…

well I knew it was illegal but I wanted to get the specs, y’know?

So~ Even though I love you for requesting I’m going to make this angsty + I chose Worick bc I have another imagine to write with Nic in it

I’ve talked enough:

Worick falling in love with his fem psychiatrist:

Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to listen to Dr. Theo… After all, Worick wasn’t one to open up about his past to anyone. The only person who had any notion of his pained childhood is Nicolas. At the same time he was getting more flashbacks and nightmares that took him back to his more youthful days. His hands would get clammy and he’d break out in a cold sweat in the middle of the night with harsh breaths. It was to the point he couldn’t even participate in his “other job”, even Alex had commented that he seemed lethargic… And that’s what brought him to this place.

He went into the room where his psychiatrist was seated and he swore his heart instantly melted at the sight of her. She was damn beautiful so just as he’d do to any women he fancied, he lifted her delicate hand to kiss it.

“Hello sweet thing~ The name’s Worick Arcangelo”, his smirk was wide as his eyes scanned her.

“O-Oh…”, she was at loss for words at his inappropriate introduction but what could one expect? Ergastulum was full of men like Worick Arcangelo… Just looking for another woman to take advantage of, no doubt. “I’m (F/n) (L/n), pleased to meet you Worick. Dr. Theo has told me about you before… I’m glad you decided to come see me.”

(F/n) cracked a friendly smile which made Worick feel a bit more hopeful that maybe his problems would be put to rest.

“Told you how sexy I am, I hope~”

“No, sir… But please have a seat…”

He did as he was told and that’s when the session started.

His stomach seemed to be doing a 360… He’s never done this before. 

What the hell was he supposed to do or say?

“So what brings you here today, Worick?” 

It flipped, he swore he felt his gut flip. 

Swallowing harshly he let out a hushed response.

“Guess I’ve been having trouble sleeping…” An almost panicked laugh escaped his lips.

And from there it happened… He started going back every week. (F/n) was helping him and he was becoming attached. Maybe more attached than he should be getting…

After a few months of visiting and opening up to her, Worick knew he was falling in love. He’d never been in love with someone with such good intentions but after all… (F/n) (L/n) was just his psychiatrist.

“Do you have a lover, (F/n)?” He couldn’t help but ask during one of their sessions.

“Worick, this is about you… Not me, but if you’re really curious. No, I don’t”

Bingo.

“How come?”

“Guess I don’t have the time… I’m really dedicated to my job…”

Which was something Worick found overly charming. She was sweet, kind, dedicated… And her lips seemed, oh, so soft. He wished he could grab her to him and kiss her with all he had.

That could never happen… 

A year passed and he could finally sleep soundly again. Even though it wasn’t required for him to come every week anymore he insisted on coming.

It was until the final ticking time bomb of a confession that was being pressured in his tortured heart went off.

“F/n?”

“Yes Worick?” Her soft eyes met his.

She had his heart in her hands. Hell, he’s even quit his “other job” as a result of the guilt that drowned him whenever he thought of how pure his sweet (F/n) was.

“I love you… I have for quite sometime. No one has helped me like you have and I’m forever indebted to you. I want you to be mine…” His voice was peppered with a sincerity he almost never speaks with. It felt so foreign but so right in this moment and all the sincerest moments he’s had with his dear (F/n)

But right now, (F/n) felt her throat run dry. Never in her years of working in this field did she imagine this happening.

A client in love with his psychiatrist?

Sure, it happened sometimes but she never expected this fate to land on her shoulders.

“Worick.. You know I don’t feel the same way… You’re my client… It’s my job to help you…”

“I know.” 

Oh, his tormented heart sank. It hit rock bottom and bled profusely. Happiness was just so far from him. He just wanted her love…

The room fell into a desolate silence that made Worick’s heart beat so obnoxiously.

With that he got up and left. He wasn’t welcome in her heart and there was nothing he could do. 

He never went back and (F/n) couldn’t lie to herself and say that over the next few months she didn’t miss him

His random cringey flirtatious remarks?

She wanted them back.

The way he’d play with his hair when he got nervous about talking about something so dark of his past?

She wanted to see that again.

She wanted that honey smooth voice that dabbled outside of his usual playful ways and became bleached with honesty only when he was with her.

But in the end…

Worick Arcangelo was never looking her way ever again.

Hi… My heart is hurting now…

I bombarded my cousin with questions during this while crying and choking on my chicken tenders

Thanks Laggo for helping me!

I love a gigolo

I hope you enjoyed it! Request again soon!

~Lunar 

[insomniacimagines]

IM DISAPPEARING TOO MUCH + Adding another fandom

1. My dearest folks... I love y'all... I have to dedicate more time to you, I really don't deserve you but school is just so time consuming but I'll make a comeback sooner or later!

2. I'm adding Gangsta to the imagines list because it's such a good series and I'm in love with Nicolas please go watch it!