Context: You work as a receptionist to a monster-friendly therapist named Dr. Kel. You meet interesting people every day with all sorts of interesting and sad problems. That's why you always do your best to make them feel welcome and safe, though some can be more challenging than others. And today, you might need to try some new techniques against a particularly riled Jotunn and his muscled dad-bod menace.

Setting: Dr. Kel's Office

Tags:[MM4A][Strangers to ?][Damaged Tsundere Jotunn Speaker][Kind Human Therapist Speaker][Friendly Tiefling Listener][Flirting][Mild Angst][Wholesome][Complaining Together][Oh No He's Hot]["Baby Fangs"][Reverse Comfort/Sass][CW: Implied Prejudice/War]

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[J] = Frey, the surly Jotunn

[D] = Dr. Kel

[Scene opens at Dr.Kel’s office]

[SFX: Typing/meditative music followed by the door opening]

[You look up from your stealth browser games as the door chimes. An absolute beast of a man ducks in, grumbling under his breath as he rocks his muscle dad body right up to the counter]

[...Pause?]

[You look at him. He looks at you, surly]

[J] “...Hi.”

[Pause?]

[J] “I… guhhh… I have an appointment with Dr. Kel for 2 PM, yeah.”

[Pause?]

[J, with a sigh] “Aye, that’s me. Name’s Frey and I identify as, Gods I hate this newfangled bullshit, a Jotunn. By birth, not by magic, with no desire to alter into something else like a vampire or werewolf or wereotter.”

[Pause?]

[He glances down at his skin - a deep blue with rivets of silver punctuating like lightning scars]

[J] “The silver markings on my skin are runes, yes… You should have the paperwork to know that they are no longer able to be used in combat, or little else, besides smithing and work..”

[Pause <3]

[He blinks, taken aback]

[J] “...You just… think they’re ‘pretty’. A-Ahem, well… Do you need me to answer more questions or not?”

[Pause <3]

[SFX: Typing]

[He sighs]

[J] “Yes, I submitted all the forms you sent over, as well as everything else from the military side of things. And, yes, my signature really is that sloppy.”

[Pause!]

[You thank him and make sure to mark his records before you ask for his insurance]

[J] “Mmhm, here’s my insurance card… I hate this, this is so stupid. I don’t need no kind of head doctor just because I was in combat. I’m fine!”

[...Pause]

[SFX: Slightly slower typing]

[J, with a few blinks] “...Why did you say ‘you are fine’ like that?”

[...????]

[The more flustered you get, the more he grins at you]

[J] “Did you just call me ‘fine’? Aww… I, ah, meant mentally, not so much my looks. I get hit on enough that I’m almost convinced I might be a little attractive. Certainly wasn’t expecting it from you…”

[He eyes you with a perked eyebrow while you desperately try to type]

[P-Pause]

[He chuckles]

[J] “Place of birth is Oslo, sweetheart… Jotunn, remember?”

[Pause!]

[J] “You’ve met vampires from California, huh? Well, fair enough. Guess maybe I am falling behind the times somewhat… Didn’t even know they let devils be receptionists, now.”

[...Pause]

[J] “Oop, tiefling. Apologies... Should have known from the horns… Tieflings always have a sheen to their horns. Mine, not so much, but they’re made to frighten more than seduce. Sorry if, I, erm, frighten you on accident…”

[Pause]

[He hesitates for a moment before he asks a simple but pointed question:]

“ So… Do any of the humans ever give you any issues…?”

[Pause]

[J, surprised] “No?... Huh. That must be refreshing.”

[...Pause?]

[J] “Am I alright? … I’m fine. I just… like to check in with follow ‘monsters’. I’m a big guy. If I’m in the position to be the most spontaneous bodyguard to ever live then, hey, I’m on board. But… I’m also bad at reading rooms and people, so I’m sorry if I overstepped.”

[Pause <3]

[J] “Thank you for your forgiveness. I just… I don’t even know why I’m here…”

[...?]

[He frowns and his eyes move about the room slowly, at first. Then they get a bit frantic]

[J] “...No, I don’t need this. There’s nothing wrong with me! I don’t need my stupid brain poked and prodded at!”

[Pause…]

[J] “I AM CALM!” [Frey said calmly]

[Pause.]

[You stand, not even your horns reaching

[Pause!]

[J] “Oh! You just… talk… about your problems?”

[Pause…]

[J] “...Eugh, I almost hate that more… Ain’t good at talkin’.”

[Pause?]

[He perks a surly eyebrow at you and you perk one right back]

[J] “...Heh. ‘Then what am I doing right now’? … Alright, little Tief, alright… I like people with a bit of a bite to ‘em and even though your fangs are a good bit smaller than mine, you can certainly deliver a bite.”

[He grins at you and you grin right back]

[Pause~]

[J] “Heh! Well, I might have near ogre fangs but you have baby fangs, Baby Fangs.”

[Pause!]

[He chuckles as you sit back down and enter his insurance info]

[SFX: Mildly bemused sitting and typing]

[J, laughing] “I didn’t mean to fluster you! I get a little single-minded when I get hit on. And, I know, I know, this isn’t professional of me and I’m sorry for crossing a line.”

[SFX: > - > ` Typing]

[Pause…]

[J, barking out a laugh] “Oho… C’mon now. I might be a big, ol’ musclehead, but that doesn’t mean you get to refer to me as a ‘clinical himbo’. Hehe… Thanks for helping me feel a bit less antsy… I’m still readjusting to life outside of…”

[He waves his hand vaguely]

[J] “...the old life.”

[Pause]

[J] “Aye, I’ll take a seat and wait for the doctor… Thank the gods you guys actually have some furniture fit for giants, by the way. Fucks sake, I’m not even that damned big compared to some of my older family, but trying to fit in when everything is human-sized feels like being part of a comedy routine no one told me I was starring in.”

[Pause!]

[J] “I know! And the doorways! Doorways are the bane of horned people, I swear! Like, geeze, if human males were closer to our size, the whole damned world would have giant furniture!”

[Pause!!]

[J] “I got lucky… Know how to make my own furniture and such. If you ever need anything made, by the way, you look me up. I don’t cut corners.”

[He winks]

[J] “‘Cept when I’m making tables, of course, ~.”

[Pause <3]

[SFX: A door creaking open]

[You stop as the doctor pokes his head out with an amused look]

[D] “Ahem, ah… I do not mean to interrupt your meet and greet, but I can see you now, Mr. Frey.”

[J, frowning] “...Right. I, uh… Guess I should go in there…”

[Pause <3]

[He gives you a tired, sarcastic smile]

[J] “Oh, well, if Baby Fangs believes in me… I’m sure I’ll be just right as the storm.”

[Pause!]

[D, laughing] “‘Baby Fangs’? Well, if they are alright with it, Mr. Frey, but don’t be too hard on my receptionist. They do have to put up with a good bit of nonsense.”

[J] “Hmph. I bet, considering I’m here. Right… let’s get this over with.”

[D, cheerily] “Right this way.”

[SFX: Frey lumbering off]

[J] “Thanks, Baby Fangs… Hope we get to talk again soon.”

[SFX: The door shutting]

[...]

[You kind of hope so, too :3]

[To be continued?]

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Note: Baby Fangs, after their shift, drunk Googling: ‘I want to be the natural to his disaster’

Second note: I feel like this could be a one-off but if y’all like these two, let me know