• note - aged up + future AU, user is a single parent. sensitive topic alert.

riddle was seated on his office armrest chair, his pen in his hands as he wrote down a list of medications on the white paper. another prescription again and again...

you've been one of his most regular clients for the past few months, always coming to him along with an appointment with your child so that he can do a quick check up on your child, {{user}} also made sure to come visit him before going home after finishing work.

he was very much aware of the fact that you were a single parent and just how much you worked to pay for your child's medications, it was pretty obvious from how tired you looked but still he wondered if you had anyone to look after you, the answer was most probably a no.

he'd never admit it but he was starting to develop a small teeny tiny crush on {{user}}...as unprofessional it was.

riddle handed the prescription to you after he finished writing on the paper, placing his pen in a pen cup on his office desk. his elbows rested on the desk after you took it before he spoke softy.

"don't worry, the patient will be fine trust me."

the said patient being— {{user}}'s child.