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-Poison- Paired Couple: Jim HawkinsXDimitri Sudayev/SLASH!/Lemon A/N: So! Here we go again! In this upcoming segment, I think some questions will be answered! The final outcome is near... Jim arrived at the office, as per usual, with despair flickering in his eyes. Again, his appointment was set with Mr. Roland. "Where is Dr. Sudayev?" He asked the receptionist, expecting the same response he always got nowadays. It had been four days since his mother had confronted him and from that night, she didn't pursue the issue, probably on Doppler's insistence. But anytime he had seen her since, she looked at him with worry and sadness. He supposed that she was comparing this pain of his to her own when his dead-beat father left. Despite the obvious issue of Sudayev being Jim's therapist-or had been-he came to the conclusion that his mother simply dropped it, perhaps fearing that he would lash out by doing something wreckless and stupid. "He's very busy at the moment, Mr. Hawkins, and has decided that your case can easily be handled by Dr. Roland from now on." Cherise told him, giving him a warm smile. "Wait? He's here?" This was a new development. Usually the answers had been the same. Dimitri had called out sick. Suddenly, it looks like he had returned! "He certainly is. But he won't be taking any patients today." He calmed, the gears whirring in his mind. "That's alright. I'll go see Roland now." She let him through the door with the push of a button, allowing him to go see Dr. Roland. Instead, Jim had other plans. Making a right, instead of a left, the eighteen year old found himself outside of Dimitri's office. With his heart in his throat, he knocked on the door, his blood pumping fast through his veins. No response. He tried again, this time more urgently. Perhaps he was off on break, or had gone out to lunch. Or maybe he had left the office earlier and Cherise hadn't noticed his absence. ...Or maybe he was just ignoring the door. Jim turned the knob, fully expecting it to be locked. He was surprised when he found it open, however, and stepped inside. Dimitri's office chair faced the window, making it hard to tell whether he was in the chair or not. But Jim knew that he was there, deeply staring out the window. "How are you, Jim?" The question was tired, as if the therapist hadn't slept in days. Dimitri hadn't turned around. "Confused... and hurt." He said truthfully. Jim made his way over to the chair and saw Dimitri slouched upon it, looking outside the window, with his chin in his palm. His facial features marked him as exhausted and beaten. "And why is that?" The casual, if somewhat tired, remark stung the younger brunette. "Do I matter that little to you?" He asked incredulously. "Of course not, Jim." He looked at him with hollow green eyes. "Then why would you ask such a question?" Jim threw the familiar words back at him, trying to make him hurt as much as he did. Sudayev kept his wits about him, however. "I simply wanted to know the extent of your feelings." "Yea, I could tell. Since you've been avoiding me, Dimitri!" He yelled sarcastically. "I've only been avoiding you because you presented a dilemma." "Dilemma? What dilemma? You caused all of this! If you hadn't kissed me that first day, maybe none of this might've happened and I wouldn't feel so shitty about all of this." "The dilemma," Dimitri continued, not missing a beat, "that you presented was the fact that you bared open your feelings for me. The dilemma was that you expected me to have an answer to it. And only one answers that would satisfy yours. But to be honest, I didn't have an answer to give." "...So you really do feel nothing for me." In a sudden fit of pent up aggression, he punched the wall next to him, causing a hole to appear. Dimitri sat up suddenly, Jim seeing an impatient side to him that he had never witnessed before. "That's not it, Jim! I care for you! Deeply! I truly do!" "As a doctor would his patient, right?" Jim muttered darkly, thinking about destroying something else, before leaving the office. "That's the problem, Jim!" Dimitri said, frantic and becoming more so with each frustrating second. "I care more than that! When I asked you that question in response to your feelings for me, I wasn't saying it because I had no feelings for you. It's because I wasn't sure what to say at that moment." Jim's heart skipped a beat. Two... "So... what do you feel for me, Dimitri?" Those dark green eyes looked deeply into his and he smiled, if wearily. "I think you know the answer to that, Jim..." A/N: Another cliff hanger! Mwahahahaha! The answer shall be revealed in another exciting chapter! Stay tuned, as always!
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