How I met your father
“No, I’m fine.”
“You don’t look fine-“ Charlotte put her hand to Marvin’s forehead”- I’m gonna book you an appointment at the surgery.”
From his position on the couch, Marvin, swathed with blankets and tissues stuck up his nose, tried to get up, only to have Charlotte push him back down.
“I’ll schedule you with the cute doctor.”
Marvin perked up slightly.
“Cute?”
Cordelia entered with a bowl of chicken soup.
“Is it Katie, she’s kinda cute.” She handed Marvin the soup and stood up again, looking at Charlotte who was throwing her the stink eye,” honey, you know I love you.”
A cute smile crossed charlottes face and she quickly pecked Cordelia on the lips. “No actually, it’s Dr Brown.”
“Dr brown? Oh wait is he the one with the abs?” Cordelia asked.
“He sounds like an old, white guy.” Marvin pointed out, sneezing into a tissue and groaning.
Charlotte ignored him, “No he’s not the one with the abs, he’s the tall one, who looks like a Greek god.”
“Oh, the gay one?” Cordelia started
Suddenly Marvin started to pay attention, “he’s gay?”
“Yes he’s gay.” Charlotte replied as she dialled Whizzers number, waiting for him to pick up.
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Whizzer leant over to kiss the guy he was riding, kind of bored at how slow the pace was. Suddenly the sound of his phone rang out threw the room, and he rolled his eyes and huffed slightly as he picked it off of the bedside table.
“What?” He barked down the phone.
“Hey Whizzer, it’s Charlotte.”
An impatient look crossed his face as the guy beneath him slowed down and he nodded trying to speed him up.
“Oh Charlotte hi, I’m kind of busy right now!” His voice cracked slightly as the guy sped up, hitting something that felt deliciously good to him.
“I’m calling in my chit.”
“Shit-“ he moaned slightly “- sorry you said chit?” He quickly saved it.
Charlotte, being extremely smart, figured out exactly what was going on,” oh shit, should I leave you and your boo alone or-“
“Woah girl, I do not have a boo, this guy isn’t even a good fuck-“ he put his hand over the speaker of the phone, “- sorry hon, nothing about you, maybe slightly rougher?” He picked up his pace and Whizzer nodded, every now and again small moans escaping from his mouth,”so, what do you want?”
“My friend’s sick, and he refuses to let me check him out, can you do it tomorrow?”
“Fuck, yes right there-“ whizzer moaned not even moving the phone away this time”- I’ll check him out, he cute, gay?”
He could hear a cough from the other end of the line and then the sound of a bowl dropping onto the floor followed by a flurry of curses and the sound of heels.
“Does ill and gay suffice? Also I’m sorry but I’m not really used to having phone sex with a man.”
“Oh I’m sorry am I too masculine for you-“ he moaned in a high pitch”- that better… holy fuck, yes yes yes.”
“I’m gonna hang up now, see you tomorrow Whizzer.”
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“Do I have to?” Marvin moaned.
Charlotte had practically dragged him the next morning to her workplace, Marvin sneezing and coughing aggressively the whole way.
“You’re gonna love Dr Brown.”
“He was literally having sex on the phone from what I heard last night!” He sniffled, taking a seat in the waiting room and pouting like a child.
“He’s totally professional at work Marv, we all have our secrets for at home.”
Charlotte went up to the front desk, signing in and grabbing her white doctors coat, her name embroidered upon the left pocket. She then asked the receptionist whether Whizzer was in and she nodded in reply. Then Charlotte, beckoned to Marvin and he trailed slowly after her, protesting what she was doing. They reached a large wooden door, a ‘Dr Brown’ letterhead hanging from it and Charlotte knocked on it, hearing his muffled voice on the other side.
“Come in.”
Charlotte poked her head around the door, “Yo Whizzer… what the fuck’s with the glasses?”
“Contacts dried out.”
“I’ve got Marvin Feldman here, the friend I was talking about from last night.”
“Aight, send him in before my first patient.”
Charlotte turned to Marvin,” he’s all yours.”
“I’m gonna kill you when I feel better.” He replied, walking into the office. He sat in the chair, Dr Brown typing in his computer, back turned to him.
“So Marvin, what are your symptoms?” Dr brown asked as he continued to type in Marvin’s medical record.
“Cold like, makes me wanna die inside.” He joked causing Dr Brown to snort,” also a bad cough.”
“Alright, imma need to check your breathing-“ Dr brown said, turning around to face Marvin for the first time and Marvin’s heart stopped. Dr Brown was not an old white guy, he was young, very young, and he was gorgeous, clean shaven with dark, intense eyes, a pair of old 80s style glasses, intensifying the dark bags under them, and perfect teeth as he smiled.
Then Marvin got nervous.
Dr Brown took out the stethoscope from his bag, putting it around his neck,” m’kay, can you pull your shirt up for me Marvin?”
Marvin blushed slightly, looking away from Whizzer as he pulled up his shirt. Whizzer put the cold end of the stethoscope onto Marvin’s chest, moving it over his heart listening to the beat as he asked Marvin to breath slowly in and out.
Whizzer smirked at Marvin,” hmmm… it’s faster than average.”
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“And that’s the story of how your Dad’s met!” Charlotte finished, stroking her godsons hair and getting up to go downstairs. She paused in the doorway of the room, staring at the sleeping boy and smiled, “ I love you Jason.”