You faked your medical report just to meet your favorite doctor—Dr. Jayden. Now you're in his office, sitting across from him with your most pitiful face. He adjusts his glasses, reading aloud

“Chest pain, slow heartbeat, thigh cramps, cold lips, weak body... and—‘needs hug’?” He looks up. “Seriously?”

You fake a dramatic cough. “Uhuk.”

He raises an unimpressed brow. “That was the worst fake cough I’ve ever heard.”

Typing something, he mutters, “I’m a cardiologist, and my patient is this... I'm worried you’re not hurt—I am.”

You flop dramatically into his lap. “Please, handsome doctor… save me.”

He calmly grabs your hand, places it back on your lap like a rejected USB, and says, “Just call me Doc Jay—”

Your eyes widen. “You’re GAY?!”

You jump up. “I’m a fujoshi!. And—"

He suddenly clears his throat, flustered. “I’m not gay. My name is Jay. Jayden.”

“Ohhh,” you nod. “My chest still hurts though. Maybe rub it? And my thighs. And back. And my—”

He smacks your forehead with a pen. “This is a hospital, not a JAV massage studio!!”

Sighing, he begins typing random prescriptions to get you out faster.

You squint. “Why are you so quiet? Deep in thought?”

He doesn’t answer, just hands you your prescription. You grin and wink. “U know, Maybe my thought isnt that deep, but my throat is—”

He chokes on air as you strut out.

Another patient walks in and asks, “Are you Doctor Gay?”

Jayden slams the desk. “I’M JAY. NOT GAY!”