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Jin sat back in his chair, removing his glasses and rubbing at his weary eyes. Why nearly every person in Harmonica Town thought they needed to schedule their appointments for Saturday was beyond him; for some goddess-forsaken reason they all got every other chore or errand done on the day they were closed for business, then piled into the Choral Clinic on Saturday.

“Dr. Jin?” Irene’s voice came from behind him. Jin put his glasses back on and spun around in his chair, giving his grandmother a wan smile.

“Yes. Yes?” he asked, his voice sounding tighter than he intended.

“Dr. Jin, it’s nearly closing time and we have no more appointments scheduled,” Irene said, hands clasped behind her back and her all-knowing look fixed directly on him. “I’ll be on my way home now. I suggest you close up soon, it has been a rather tiring day.”

At least you weren’t the one who had to apply ointment to Craig’s bunions, Jin thought, but he nodded. “Yes, I’m just going to finish up my paperwork. Go ahead and leave, I’ll be along soon.” Irene turned and made her way for the door.

Jin let out a lengthy sigh as he heard the door close and he hung his head down to his chest. There was no getting around it: he was completely exhausted, physically and mentally. Ever since the forces of nature had returned to normalcy around Harmonica Town, it seemed like everyone had been busier than normal. And along with that came people wearing themselves out, and having backaches, and catching colds by working out in the rain, and… and… and…

Jin rested his arm on his desk and put his hand to his forehead. He had been working just as hard as anyone else, but unlike all his patients, who he told religiously to try and take things easy and take time off, he had been going full throttle for the last few months in a row. He had been able to deny it for a certain amount of time, but now he had to face facts: if he didn’t take some time for himself soon, he was going to completely burn out. He hadn’t even had the energy lately to pleasure himself at night, one of the things that had always helped him relieve stress and relax during the depths of medical school.

Well. No matter, he said to himself as he stood, pushing his papers to the side. No time like the present to start relaxing. He would put up a sign saying that the Choral Clinic would be closed for a few days and take some time off. Physician, heal thyself, he thought with a chuckle as he pulled out a pen and a clean sheet of paper, writing down, “CLINIC CLOSED SUNDAY THROUGH WEDNESDAY. WILL RETURN THURSDAY. IN CASE OF EMERGENCY” – he paused. What kind of emergency could possibly arise in Harmonica Town? It was the quietest place he had ever been in his life, let alone lived in. He scratched out the last few words and wrote, “STAY HEALTHY! DR. JIN & IRENE.”

Perfect. Jin’s smile widened as he took a few pieces of tape and attached them to the back of the paper. He picked up his bag and walked to the front of the clinic, then opened the door and began applying the sign to it. He already was starting to feel more relaxed – maybe he would take Toby up on the offer to go fishing one of the days he was off. He’d heard that fishing was one of the best ways to reduce stress and calm the mind –

“Dr. Jin! Dr. Jin, wait!” a panicked voice caused Jin’s head to whip around. A green-haired girl was running frantically into town, charging in the direction of the clinic. Jin’s heart sank and he quickly tore the sign off the door.

“What is it, Phoebe, what happened?” he asked, stepping forward. Phoebe finished her sprint up to the doors of the clinic and bent over, heaving for breath.

“There’s been… an accident… at the mines!” she said in between her deep breaths. “Owen’s hurt… badly. They’re coming… on the minecart. Please, Dr. Jin!”

Jin’s heart flipped inside his chest. “How badly is he hurt? I don’t have the resources here for traumatic injury.” He hurried back inside the clinic, opening his cabinets and pulling out his first aid kit. “We’ll need to call Pascal and have him transported to the mainland as quickly as possible. I’ll do what I can to stabilize-”

“Wait, wait, Dr. Jin,” Phoebe stepped in the doorway, hanging onto it as she caught her breath. “I just meant he broke his foot is all.”

Jin stopped what he was doing and moved over toward her, grabbing her shoulders. He leaned in very closely and said, “Next time. Tell me that. First.”

“Sorry,” Phoebe said. They both turned their head toward the coast as they heard the telltale rickety screeching of the minecart riding up to the station outside the church. “That must be them,” Phoebe said, reaching up to remove Jin’s hands from her shoulders. “I’ll go let them know you’re still here.”

Jin slumped into his chair, putting his head in his hands. Why? Why now? The first genuine medical emergency he had seen since coming back to Harmonica Town and it had to be right as he was contemplating a leave of absence. He sighed and stood up, pulling back the curtain from one of the clinic beds. Owen was always being careless, coming in for assorted scrapes and bruises, but never something this serious. Jin was starting to plan in his head how he would take care of Owen while he healed as he heard the group coming up the road. He walked to the clinic doors and waved them in.

Owen was limping pitifully toward the clinic, with Calvin and Luke supporting him on either side and Phoebe walking behind, carrying Owen’s bag. He gave a sheepish grin to Jin as they approached saying, “Hey, doc. Think I really did it this time.”

“It seems that way,” Jin said. He nodded to Calvin and Luke and led them inside the clinic. “Thank you for helping him here. We’ll get him to the bed and then I’ll take over.”

“Here you go, buddy,” Luke said as he and Calvin walked Owen over to the bed. Owen gratefully sat down with a groan.

“Here are his things,” Phoebe said, handing Jin Owen’s bag. He nodded and placed the rucksack on the table, then turned to the others.

“More than likely, he’s going to have to stay here tonight. I don’t have a walking boot here in my supplies, so I’ll need to have Pascal bring one from the mainland in a couple of days,” Jin said. “Don’t worry, he’s in good hands. I will ask you to leave now so I can treat him.”

“We understand,” Calvin said, adjusting his hat. “Come on, guys, let’s go.” He led Phoebe and Luke out of the clinic and Jin shut the door behind them. He turned to Owen and adjusted his glasses as he opened the first aid kit. He handed over some painkillers and a glass of water.

“So, tell me what happened,” Jin said, pulling out some antiseptic and bandages.

“Honestly, it was the stupidest thing,” Owen said, popping the pills in his mouth and drinking the glass down. “I had this ore that was really being stubborn and I was whaling at it over and over again with the hammer and it just wouldn’t break. And I guess I overcompensated and brought it right down on the outside of my foot with all my strength.” He grimaced as Jin started to take off his shoe. “Doc, doc, that’s really hurting! Can’t you just leave it on?”

“I’m afraid not,” Jin said, taking his hands off the shoe and turning to Owen. “We need to disinfect your foot and I need to take a closer look at how bad the break is.” He turned to his first-aid kit. “I can cut it off with surgical scissors, however, if that’ll make it easier.”

Owen groaned. “I just got this pair. Go ahead.” He rubbed his face with both hands as Jin began the process of cutting through the canvas. Jin’s brow furrowed as he looked at Owen’s ugly black-and-blue bruise, spreading from foot to ankle.

“You really did a number on yourself, didn’t you?” Jin asked. He grabbed a cotton ball and an antiseptic solution and quickly began swabbing over the broken skin. Owen flinched a few times at the gentle pressure and bit his lip.

“So how bad is it?” he asked.

“It doesn’t look good, but hopefully your bones are just broken, not shattered,” Jin said, putting on a pair of rubber gloves. He looked at Owen and said, “This is going to hurt. You’re going to have to bear it, because I need to feel through your foot to see what’s actually broken here.”

“Just get it over with,” Owen said, picking a pillow up from behind his head and putting it over his face. Jin couldn’t help but smile at the sight. Owen could be a clown, but at least he was a compliant patient. Jin began carefully feeling through the bones in Owen’s foot, starting at the toes and working his way back toward the ball of the foot.

Owen let out a long hiss of pain from under the pillow as Jin reached his ankle. “That’s it, doc – that’s it right there.”

“That’s what I thought,” Jin said, removing his hands. He pulled the pillow off Owen’s face. “I’ve got good news and bad news. The good news is that your foot isn’t broken.”

“Seriously? That’s awesome!” Owen said, a goofy grin spreading across his face.

“The bad news is you’ve got a compound fracture of your right ankle, from the exterior,” Jin said. “You must have clipped your ankle before the hammer actually hit your foot and that absorbed some of the blow. You’re going to be on crutches probably for the next four weeks.”

Owen let out a groan of disbelief as his head fell back to the pillow. “You’re kidding me.”

“I’m afraid not,” Jin said. He started to push the hem of Owen’s pants up. “I’m going to need to stabilize this with a cast and some crutches. I’ve got the cast, but the crutches are going to have to come from the mainland with Pascal, and last I checked, he’s not coming back until Monday. It looks like you’re going to be here at the clinic for the weekend.”

“I can’t believe this,” Owen said. “I’m supposed to be at work tomorrow! What is my grandpa going to do without me?”

“Ramsey’s tougher than you and I put together,” Jin said, picking up the phone and dialing a number. “He’ll be fine – maybe he’ll need to dial back on the projects, but he’ll live.”

“Ocarina Inn!” a cheery voice announced on the other end. “How can I help you?”

“Hi, Maya, this is Jin. Can I place an order for delivery of two servings of whatever the daily special is?” Jin asked. “I’m at the clinic working late.”

“Sure!” Maya said. “Chef’s special today is bouillabaisse. Be right over!”

“Thanks. See you soon.” Jin hung up and turned back to Owen. “I haven’t eaten since this morning and I’m guessing you haven’t either.” Owen shook his head, closing his eyes. “All right. We’ll eat something and I’ll get that cast on you.”

“Thanks, doc,” Owen said, letting out a long sigh. “I guess I just gotta deal with this for now, huh?”

“Well, it could have been worse,” Jin said, removing his rubber gloves. “You’re actually much likelier to fully recover from a broken ankle than a sprained one. Besides, it’s good to take some time off work. How long has it been since you’ve had some time away from the forge and the mine?”

“I dunno. Two years, maybe three,” Owen said, sitting up on the bed. “It’s been a while. I don’t mind the work, it keeps me active. I could never do what you do, being responsible for somebody’s health. You must be stressed like crazy.”

Jin chuckled. “Well, yes. That’s part of the job. But it’s what I’m good at. I don’t have the muscle to work such a physical job like you do. And you keep yourself in pretty great shape, too, I’m sure you have a lot of people interested in you.” The two men’s eyes locked and Jin felt a blush starting to creep up his neck. He hadn’t meant to say that last part and hoped Owen hadn’t picked up on the underlying meaning.

A knock came at the clinic door. Jin quickly made his way over to the door, grateful for the interruption. He opened the door and gave Maya a smile as he accepted the takeout bag from her.

“There you go, Dr. Jin! Want us to just put it on your tab?” Maya asked.

“Sure, that would be great. Thanks again, Maya,” Jin said as he shut the door. He set the bag of food down and pulled out two warm styrofoam containers of bouillabaisse. “All right, here you go,” he said, handing Owen one of the containers and a plastic spoon.

“Great, thanks, doc,” Owen said, accepting it. He kept his gaze on Jin as the smaller man popped open the lid on his own container and started eating the hearty soup. Owen picked up the spoon and began eating, still keeping his eyes on Jin. After a few bites, his curiosity became too much. He took a big spoonful of soup and brought it up, then deliberately dropped it on the front of his shirt.

“Ah, crap!” he said, sticking the soup aside. He looked down at his shirt and let out a deep groan. “I’m just making a total mess today.” He pulled his shirt up slowly, feeling Jin’s eyes on him the entire time.

For his part, Jin couldn’t help staring at Owen’s well-defined chest. His impressive pecs bulged out from his chest and his stomach was completely flat with abs that looked like they’d been carved out of wood. A thin but widespread coat of reddish-brown hair covered Owen’s front, continuing on his large, muscular forearms. Jin quickly averted his gaze as Owen finished removing his shirt. He had become all too aware of a stirring in his groin. What was the matter with him? To lust after a patient was a huge breach of ethics, something he had never even contemplated before. And yet, here was one of the most perfect specimens of manhood he had ever seen sitting in front of him, shirtless, and requiring his personal attention. Jin swallowed harder than necessary as he took the last spoonful of his soup.

“Sorry about that, doc,” Owen said between mouthfuls. “I’m a disaster, I know.”

“It’s fine,” Jin said, a bit more high-pitched than normal. He cleared his throat and got up, moving back to his supplies. “Let me go ahead and get the plaster ready for your cast. It needs to sit for a few minutes.” He mentally willed the swelling in his member to go down – it would be completely humiliating if Owen realized what he was feeling.

Owen, however, was all too well – he had kept a close eye on Jin as the doctor had moved across the room and noticed a growing prominence in his loose black pants. Owen’s small smile widened – maybe there would be something good that came out of this. Owen set aside his cup of soup and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. It had been a long time since he’d been with another man, something he’d taken to thinking of as an occasional indulgence that he couldn’t enjoy except when he was on a rare trip away from home. But Jin… Jin was his exact type: smaller, smooth, long hair… Owen felt his own member starting to stir to life. He hadn’t thought of Jin sexually before, but now that he was alone in close proximity with the doctor, he was beginning to get more and more excited at the prospect.

Jin moved back to Owen’s side and looked at his face, trying to maintain a professional façade. “All right. We can either do this one of two ways, either we can push your pants up a bit or we can take them off. It might hurt to pull them off, but they’re less likely to get plaster on them that way.”

“I already lost a pair of shoes, I’m not getting my pants ruined, too,” Owen said, unbuckling his pants. He started to push them down over his hips, saying, “Just be careful, try not to brush them against my ankle.”

“I’ll be as careful as I can,” Jin said, grabbing the hems of Owen’s pants and slowly helping guide them off. His gaze made its way up Owen’s legs – they were hairier than the rest of him but no less muscular, almost resembling tree trunks in their sturdiness. Jin suddenly blinked as his gaze came to Owen’s naked crotch – Owen’s thick dick was already semi-hard and resting against his thigh.

“Oh, yeah, sorry, doc,” Owen said with a knowing grin. “I usually go commando. More comfy, you know?”

“I… I see,” Jin said, forcing his gaze away. He looked up at Owen’s face, seeing the grin on the other man’s face and feeling his heart pounding. Jin couldn’t believe he was letting himself get turned on to this extent in front of a patient.

“Doc, you look like you’re seeing something you like,” Owen said. Jin quickly turned away, trying to hide his raging erection.

“I’m sorry, Owen, this is completely inappropriate,” Jin said, trying to keep his voice calm. “I assure you, this is isn’t-”

“That’s okay, doc. I’m enjoying this, too,” Owen said. Jin turned his head and felt himself get even harder. Owen was starting to slowly stroke his shaft, which had now grown to its full impressive length. “Jin,” Owen said, his voice softening and using Jin’s proper name for the first time, “I know what you want. I want it, too. There’s nobody around. Nobody has to know. We don’t have to be doctor and patient right now. We can just be two guys making each other feel good. What do you say?”

Jin opened his mouth to reply, but before he could even get a word out, he found himself moving forward toward Owen. He dropped to his knees beside the bed, taking Owen’s head in his mouth and beginning to suck on Owen’s beautiful dick.

“Aww, fuck, Jin,” Owen said, starting to run his hand through Jin’s hair. “Aww, that feels so good. Yeah, suck me.” Jin didn’t need much more encouragement as he began working his way up and down Owen’s shaft. Jin had denied himself this pleasure for so long, ever since he’d come back to Harmonica Town to care for his former neighbors and his friends. He felt his lust rising as he shrugged off his white doctor’s coat, grasping Owen’s cock with one hand as he worked the top four inches or so with his mouth. He knew what he was doing was deeply wrong and went against every code he’d ever sworn as a doctor, but for the time, he couldn’t have cared less. All he wanted was right in front of him, his for the taking.

Owen tilted his head back, letting out a low groan as he ran his hand through Jin’s hair. He was starting to forget the ache in his ankle and foot as he felt Jin’s soft tongue running over the head of his cock in between his greedy mouth plunging up and down Owen’s shaft, sucking intensely and with purpose.

Jin had almost completely lost himself in the moment, so filled with lust for Owen that he no longer worried or cared about the consequences of what he was doing. He pushed further down, starting to take Owen’s fullness into his throat and massaging it with his throat muscles.

“Awww, Jin… yeah, come on, that feels so good,” Owen said. Jin felt his throat spasm and he pulled back quickly, gasping for air. Owen moved his hand to Jin’s cheek, stroking it as the doctor caught his breath. Owen leaned forward, taking Jin’s glasses off and carefully setting them aside. “Why don’t we get you out of those clothes?” he asked, grinning.

Jin pulled his shirt up over his head and quickly unbuckled his pants. He stood up and let them fall to the floor, stepping out of them. He hadn’t been naked with another man in years and he let out a small cry as Owen reached forward, grasping his stiff dick and starting to stroke it back and forth.

“You like that, don’t you?” Owen asked.

“Yeah… yeah,” Jin whimpered as Owen continued to stroke. A shiny drop of precum appeared at the tip of Jin’s dick and his whimpering became slightly louder as Owen leaned forward, licking the head and then starting to suck. Jin put his hands on the back of Owen’s head, closing his eyes as the waves of pleasure started to roll over him.

Owen pulled back and grinned up at Jin. “I want us to do this to each other at the same time. Can you climb up here?” Jin quickly climbed onto the bed, an electric jolt coursing through him as he pressed his chest against Owen’s muscular chest and stomach, then continued to suck on Owen, little moans of pleasure and contentment coming from around his mouthful.

Owen adjusted himself forward, trying to get Jin’s shaft into his mouth. He quickly realized the height difference between him and Jin was not making this easy and he tried to shift up, only to let out a hiss of pain as he brushed his ankle against the mattress.

Jin quickly pulled off of Owen’s shaft. “Sorry – oh, shit, sorry. I shouldn’t be doing this –” Jin tried to get up, but Owen pressed against his back, not letting him.

“Don’t move. Don’t you move,” Owen said. “I’m not stopping this now.” He moved his hands to Jin’s soft, smooth ass and pulled his cheeks apart, starting to lick at Jin’s hole.

Jin’s whimpering became more intense and he rested his head against Owen’s muscular thigh. “Owen – ahhh – Owen, that – that feels so good.”

Owen pulled back and grinned. “You’re so quiet. Are you always this quiet?”

“People are outside all the time,” Jin said through heavy breaths. “They’re going to the Brass Bar. I don’t want them to hear.”

“It’s Saturday night and Selena’s dancing,” Owen said, craning his head around to look at Jin. “She blasts the music so loud you couldn’t hear an elephant stampede outside.”

“I know but – AHHHH!” Jin arced his neck back as Owen plunged his tongue inside his hole. Jin couldn’t hold back his cries as Owen fiercely ate out his soft rosebud. “Owen, I – ahhh, ahhh – don’t stop. Please don’t stop. Oh, goddess, I need this… please…”

Owen pulled Jin’s cheeks apart as he continued eating Jin’s ass. This was one of his favorite things to do: to make the man he was with quiver and cry out with his expert tongue, prepping him and making him wet. Owen’s dick was rock hard as he heard Jin nearly sobbing with pleasure. He started to pull back on Jin’s hips, forming a rocking motion and beginning to fuck Jin with his tongue.

“Ahhh… ahhh… ahhh…” Jin groaned as Owen continued working his way deeper and deeper inside with his tongue. Jin had been rimmed before, but never this long and never this expertly. He began to feel a warmth spreading from inside his groin, causing him to feel hot all over. Jin finally grabbed the sides of the bed and pulled himself forward, forcing himself out of Owen’s tight grip.

Jin turned around, breathing heavy and hair starting to come loose from his ponytail. Owen grinned up at him and asked, “So I guess you liked that?”

“I’ve got to – got to have you inside me,” Jin said. “I can’t wait. I’ve got to.” He fumbled over at one of the drawers, pulling out a tube of lubricant and squeezing some in his hand.

“Is it okay? I mean, I’m not gonna –” Owen gestured to his injured ankle.

“We’ll be careful,” Jin said, starting to rub the cold, sticky substance on Owen’s shaft, then on his own hole. He closed his eyes as he started to work the gel inside of himself, then removed his fingers and set the tube aside. He put his hands on Owen’s shoulders and rested his knees by Owen’s sides. Owen grasped his cock and aimed it at Jin’s hole as Jin started lowering himself.

“It’s been a while and… you’re huge,” Jin said. “You need to give me time to get used to it.”

“Take your time,” Owen said, locking his eyes on Jin’s. “I want us both to enjoy this.”

Jin started whimpering again as he felt Owen’s massive head pushing inside of himself. He slowly started sliding down, letting more and more of Owen’s shaft press in. Owen took in a deep breath as he felt Jin’s tight, warm ass closing around him.

“Awww, maaaan,” Owen moaned as Jin continued to slowly lower himself. “Jin – goddess, you feel so good. You’re so tight.”

Jin’s eyes rolled back as he felt Owen’s pubes rest against his ass and Owen sink in to the hilt. He continued to whimper as he tried to relax around Owen, knowing he’d be rewarded for the discomfort with intense pleasure as soon as he could do so.

Owen’s mouth hung open as his breathing increased. Jin’s was the hottest ass he’d ever been in and he felt his cock swelling at the pleasure it was already feeling. He could hardly believe this was happening or that he was feeling so good.

“Okay,” Jin said slowly, his eyes coming back into focus and looking at Owen. “I think – I think I’m ready.”

“Do it,” Owen commanded, his breathing still coming in thick bursts. Jin started to slide slowly up Owen’s shaft, then back down, squeezing Owen tightly as he did. Owen started to let out guttural grunts, his teeth clenching as Jin rode him.

Jin felt the warmth he’d experienced earlier spreading out from his ass and into his stomach and groin. His prostate was getting rubbed by the thick veins on Owen’s shaft as he rode up and down, causing the delicious friction that was feeding his pleasure like fuel poured on a bonfire. Jin’s moaning became louder and louder as he rode Owen up and down.

Owen rapidly sat up, coming face to face with Jin and wrapping his muscular arms around the smaller man. Jin stopped out of surprise as Owen brought his face up to Jin’s. The two looked deep in each other’s eyes, their breathing heavy as they felt each other’s bodies pressed together. Owen let out another growl as he pressed his lips firmly against Jin’s, kissing the doctor passionately. Jin let out a moan of pleasure as he kissed Owen back, wrapping his arms around Owen’s shoulders and opening his mouth against Owen’s probing tongue. Jin felt his cock leaking fluid steadily from the sheer stimulation he was experiencing and let himself melt into Owen’s embrace, surrendering to the warmth that was coursing through his veins.

Owen pulled back and looked into Jin’s eyes, his breathing increasing. “I’m not going to be able to hold back much longer,” he said. “I want to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked and make you scream.”

“Do it,” Jin said, staring back. “Fuck me. Fuck me, please. I’ve got to have it.” He suddenly let out a yelp as Owen bucked his hips, pressing deeply up into Jin’s ass. “AaaaAAHHH! Owen! Owen, please! Don’t stop. Don’t stop!” Jin pressed his forehead forward against Owen’s, his arms tightening around Owen’s shoulders. Owen started rocking his hips back and forth, driving his stiff cock up into Jin and out. Both men let out throaty, animal groans as their passion started to consume them. Owen increased his intensity and tempo, pushing as deep into Jin as he could while Jin dug his nails into Owen’s back, kissing Owen frantically, passionately, knowing he might never get to experience this again.

Owen finally broke the kiss as he felt his balls starting to contract and the first wave of his orgasm beginning. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum,” he growled as he continued to press up into Jin.

“Do it. Cum in me. I want it. I want you to shoot in me,” Jin said. He’d never spoken to any other lover like this, but nobody had ever aroused him like Owen had. He knew he wouldn’t last much longer himself after Owen shot and he wanted to experience the full intensity of their sex.

Owen threw back his head and let out a primal roar as he felt his cum surging up through him and blasting out into Jin’s ass. Owen groaned with each successive squirt, feeling one of the most intense orgasms of his life as he shot blast after blast of cum into Jin.

“Yeah… yeah, come on, that’s it… ahhhh,” Jin groaned as he felt the massiveness of Owen’s load shoot into him. “Ahhh, I’m cumming,” he groaned as he felt his own orgasm erupt, sticky strands of cum shooting onto Owen’s stomach and chest. Jin hung his head and Owen collapsed back against the bed as both men’s breathing started slowing in the wake of their forceful orgasms.

Jin leaned forward, letting Owen slip out of his ass and he came to rest with his head on Owen’s chest. He heard Owen’s rapid heartbeat through his chest as he gently encircled Owen’s chest with his arms. Owen pulled Jin close against himself, kissing the top of the doctor’s head and closing his eyes.

“That… was amazing,” he said, letting out a small laugh as he pressed Jin against him closer. Jin slid up and started kissing Owen again. The two men began to let their tongues play against each other, but more slowly and gently than during their rough lovemaking.

Jin pressed one last kiss against Owen’s lips and closed his eyes, resting his head once more on Owen’s chest. “You have no idea just how much I needed that,” he said, rubbing his cheek against Owen’s strong pecs.

“I can imagine,” Owen said. He took in and let out a deep breath, then his eyes opened. “Uh, Jin?”

“What?” Jin asked, looking up.

“Weren’t you mixing some plaster for my cast?”

Jin raised his head and looked at Owen. Owen’s lips started twitching upward in a smile and before both knew it, they were laughing wildly. Jin rested his head back against Owen and said, “Okay. Five more minutes of this, then I throw out that pan, make a new one, and actually get your cast on this time.”

“Fair enough,” Owen said. “I’m not going anywhere.”

The two lay together, listening to each other breathe as the faint sound of flamenco music drifted in from the Brass Bar.

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Author’s notes: Thanks for reading! This is the first chapter of my first fanfic on AFF, so I’d love to hear your feedback. Either post a review or send me a message to hibiscustea9@gmail.com. Looking forward to hearing from you!
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