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The man chuckled softly. "I'm sure that's a healthy amount of flab. I'm starting to get mine back." and motioned towards his own thin arm before nodding, presenting his bare back for the other to listen, breathing in deeply in and out. "That is cold." he said with a smile after the breathing was over. Then sitting down, making sure his knees kicked and while he felt it hitting the nerve he really didn't feel like kicking. After the second try madison seemed to grow concerned so Tim lightly kicked for him. The nerve worked, he was just lazy. "As long as I'm not looking I c an tolerate needles very well. High pain tolerance."

Tim looked away and closed his eyes, feeling the mentioned pinch and waited, counting the seconds as the blood was drawn before releasing the breath he didn't know he was holding. Of course Madison needed a few more samples so he only took another breath to hold, doing it once more before he was done. "Alright." and held down the cotton ball, trying not to bounce his legs as Madison found and came back with gauze and tape. He wished he could have gotten a Snoopy band-aid instead.

His face flushed red at the aformentioned topic, turning his side to Madison as he worked with his shirt. "I-it's just, I'm too sexually active. I've, um, I've been uh, 'releasing' constantly for the past two or three days because it's um. it feels like it's building up and I don't want that." with his shirt properly tucked in he looped the tie around his neck and worked on that. "I-I mean last time it happened. W-Well, I wasn't really subtle, it was really embarrassing he thought I was having a nightmare." and tried to swallow some saliva to dry his mouth. "Th-Well we had sex, but I don't want to have to force him to do that every week so I'd really like something to lower my testosterone or my hormones or whatever is causing it."

"I know. I just, trying to resist his hard, once a day is hard enough as is. I'm, used to more." This was so embarrassing to tell a doctor how did people do it?

Distraction, ignoring, he'd been doing that all week with television, sleep, cold showers, but still, once a day was pushing at his self-control.

"I wasn't allowed to see, would remembering touch work the same?" he could feel the vomit rising in his throat just suggesting he remembered how unknown men touch him. Timothy wanted to curl up and cry just remembering, but the body would still react against stimulation if it was strong enough, regardless of how putrid the touches were.

"I'll try my best." he whispered, looking at his shoes now. "Thank you very much. When will the results from the STD tests be complete?"

Tim nodded, standing up again and putting on his jacket, slowly checking to make sure he had everything. "That's all right. I understand, Doctor Madison. I'm patient." and gave a smile which didn't reach the hazel eyes. "I'll eat more. Daren makes sure I eat three times a day."

Well, he had everything, it was time to stop by work. "I-I'd prefer not to be touched right now. I'm sorry." he murmured. No doubt he did need a hug but he didn't want to be touched at all. "I'm really sorry. Thank you for all you've done today." and now he felt like crying because he couldn't accept a hug. he wanted to leave and go home. He didn't want to stop by work anymore.

He nodded, knowing he had his number. Tim was just afraid to call he didn't want to put his troubles on other people. "This weekend?" he asked curiously, wondering if Madison actually cared beyond his job. He must have to have been asking for drinks. He looked up at the man before looking away again, nodding. "That sounds good. I-I'll see if Daren would like to come, I know his schedule is going to get rough he's starting work again today." and stood there before giving a small smile, a good one, to Madison. "Thank you very much for seeing me on such short notice."

"We're friends?" Tim stared at the doctor befire being tipped over, silently crying in the lobby and shaking his head. "It's okay. It's okay." And swallowed the sobs, not wanting to cause a scene. "Th-Thank you. I'll be sure to call you. Thank you so much." and took a few breaths, recomposing himself before walking out, still wiping at his face.

He could go to work now. He felt a little better.

Tim didn't know why he brought his wallet. Technically speaking it wasn't even his. He'd found an empty one in one of the boxes. Why couldn't Iroh give him back his wallet with his credit cards. He was moping in the parking lot of the tall office building. He wanted to bring them coffee and donuts as a surprise hello but he had no money on him! He depended on Aomine for money!

"But I am getting some things back today." He reminded himself, looking at the empty wallet. "Iroh said so." he sighed, realizing he hadn't brought a lunch either. What a great first day for work.

He sat up, taking a deep breath and slowly releasing it. Nothing at home affected work. Nothing at home affected work. If it happened at home it stayed at home. He couldn't let him home life affect his work.

With his mantra over he got out and locked the car, walking in nervously. Oh, they got a new receptionist, look at that. She was cute. he gave a smile and a wave before standing in the elevator and punching in the 8th floor. Ah, he felt so nervous! Like it was his first interview all over again! He really should have brought coffee.

The elevator tinged and Tim walked out, hearing the busy noises of the office. he was only an accountant (he wasn't sure if his promotion was real or not) so his cubicle was right over here. He paused, seeing the man behind the glass doors pace and Tim took a step back to prevent being seen. Hm, coffee, coffee machines! he U-turned and went to the break room, finding Daniel's mug and placing it under the machine. Keurig? How did he work this? Uhm, oh look it opened!

Five minutes were spent figuring it out before he was walking back, knocking on Daniel's door with a fresh mug of coffee in his hands. Hopefully Daniel still liked it the same or Tim made a big mistake.