#mostly because he behaves exactly like a cat who's been given power over others' mortality

[johannstutt413]

(requested by okami-flamed)

“Hey, dude, what’s cookin’?” The line that set the Doctor’s heart on fire every time he heard it announced itself from the threshold of his door.

“Not much, good lookin’.” He looked up at Aak from his desk. “Need something?”

The healer who refused to be a doctor shrugged. “Got a minute to chat?”

“Just a chat? Hmm, I dunno.”

“Sheesh, ya really gonna do this?” He walked around the side of the desk with a sigh. “You just saw me half an hour ago.”

The Doctor bolted out of his chair to ambush the Feline with a kiss. “And I already miss you~. You don’t have any chemicals on you, do you?”

“Nothing dangerous, nah.” They walked over to the couch and sat down - or rather, Aak sat down, and the Doctor flopped next to him, draping one leg over his boyfriend’s and snuggling close. “Just got done showing Dr. Blood who puts the ‘sir’ in ‘sirgeon,’ thought I’d come celebrate.”

“Aak, that’s not how you spell surgeon.” He giggled. “I swear, I wonder if you’re dating me just so someone will proofread your work for free.”

Aak grumbled. “You know better than that.”

“I do, I do~ It’s because I’m cute, right?”

“Closer.” He scratched behind the Doctor’s own pair of cat ears. “How’s work today?”

He sighed. “It’s boooring. Everyone’s happy, no one’s doing pranks, there’s no combat missions for me to direct. I’m just here at my desk as a formality, really. Can I come watch you do something cool?”

“You know, I’ve got something you can help me with, actually. New formula I’m working on, needs someone to try it so I can work out the kinks.”

“Are you sure you want me trying it, then?” The Doctor tapped his nose. “I might just make it kinkier.”

Aak chuckled. “Alright, then I guess you can’t come.”

“I’ll be good!” He tightened his hold around the Feline’s neck.

“Heh. Nah, it’ll be fine either way.” He patted the Doctor’s thigh. “Let’s go.”

He jumped to his feet and, once Aak stood up, locked arms with him. “Alright! Let’s go science something!”

“You tease me for my spelling and then say things like that?”

“Hey, I know I’m doing it!” The Doctor laughed. “So, you wanna tell me what today’s formula is?”

The Feline shook his head. “I wanna keep it a secret, in case Blood’s eavesdroppin’. You know how she gets when you come to my office to test something.”

“I keep saying she can have some, but she never takes me up on it. What’s she waiting for, you think?”

“My guess?” He smirked. “She wants more than your blood.”

The Doctor went back to laughing freely. “Oh, oh, that poor woman! Yeah, like I’d cheat on you with her, of all people.”

“Wait, who would you cheat on me with?”

“No one I’ve met yet,” he shrugged, still chuckling. “‘Salright, Aak. You know you’re the only guy for me.”

The Feline scratched behind his neck. “Heh, yeah...Alright, sit in the chair and strap your right arm in; I’ll do your left once I’ve got the syringe.”

“‘Kay!” The Doctor did as asked of him and waited - somewhat impatiently - for the mad cat to return.

“Alright, here. We. Go!” Aak spun a capped syringe between his fingers like a pencil as he walked over. After making sure the subject- his boyfriend was safely strapped to the chair by his wrists, he uncapped the syringe and stuck it in the usual spot. “There we go...A little wipe, something to stop the bleeding, and we’re good. How do you feel, my guy?”

He felt fine. “Pretty good, my man...Heheheh. My maaaaaan.”

“Stage one: euphoria. How many fingers am I holding up?”

“All of them.”

He rolled his eyes. “A number, please.”

“Five.”

“Good.” He made a note. “Feel anything from the waist down?”

The Doctor shook his head. “I can’t feel my toe- oh.”

“And there’s the second stage.” Aak grinned like the Cheshire Cat as the drug did its work.

“Did you make this for me?” His eyes were wide and sparkling. “Wait, did you-”

The Feline undid the wrist straps. “Happy birthday, babe.”

“Oh, you!” He pounced, covering him with kisses once he hit the ground.

“Love you, too, sheesh!” Despite the protest, he was laughing as well. “Glad you’re enjoyin’ yourself.”

At those words, the Doctor’s eyes lit up. “I want you to enjoy it, too.”

“I am already. Seriously, it’s like I gave you catnip or something-”

“No, I mean, I want you to enjoooy it.” He reached under Aak’s coat and started tugging at the bandage wrap around his waist. “Come oooon~”

The Feline chuckled as he loosened it just enough for the Doctor to finish the job. “This is what I get for making you a custom aphro, I guess. This is the only dose you’re getting today, by the way; still need to work out the side effects.”

“Okay, okay, now help me with your stupid pants, would you?”

“‘Course.” As he did, Aak was reminded of why he loved the Doctor as much as he did - because, he had to face it, that’s exactly what it was, no matter what he tried telling himself at the start. When it came down to it, the Doctor was the only patient he had that made him happy to know medicine.

That, and watching him trip on ‘nip was fucking hilarious.