All Perry wanted to do was catch a decent nap in the stupid on-call room. He knew how fruitless this was, he did. But he still had to try. He was only in the middle of his twelve hour shift, and he'd only gotten an hour or two the night before thanks to weird dreams and thoughts that just wouldn't shut the fuck up.

It wouldn't have bothered him so much if the stupid dreams hadn't been about stupid Newbie, with his stupid boyish face and his stupid slender frame.

One or two dreams wouldn't stop him from getting the sleep he so desperately needed, and he'd told his mind to shut the hell up before more than thrice, so this should be a piece of cake. He was a doctor, for christ's sake; he could sleep anywhere.

Perry punched the flat pillow and lay his head down, breathing a tired sigh of relief on the top bunk. The covers were itchy, and there was no support in the cot, but it would have to do. At this point, he was pretty sure he could sleep through an asteroid.

And he would have, if it hadn't been for the door banging open quickly. Two figures, shrouded in darkness, thumped into the room, falling on the cot beneath Perry's.

Perry rolled his eyes at the obvious on-call hook-up, but resolutely lay his head back down. It would do him some good to hear it, maybe, get his mind off of dreams that had no place being in his mind.

If he really thought about it (and was drunk enough to let it slip past his mouth), he knew what it was. He had a crush (vomiting in my mouth, oh my dear god) on that stupid girly-girl of a man-child. He was just so cheerful all the time, even making him smile sometimes on particularly bad days. He made Jordan go away sometimes just by taking her attention away and making her attack him instead.

That was it then. Perry had a crush on JD, and there was little to be done about it.

"God, Elliot, it's been forever…"

"Shh, JD! We don't have long! Dr. Cox is on the rampage!"

The rustling of clothes and skin on skin made Perry bite his lip and shove his face into the pillow. Oh, God was not merciful in the least. He could hear JD's groans and grunts above, the bunk shaking slightly with whatever dry humping they were trying to accomplish.

Perry felt his cock tightening at the very sounds, the slight whines that JD let loose from his mouth. Irritated now and annoyed, he cut on the light.

"Do you two mind taking your sweet high school musical love somewhere else? Camp Rock maybe?" Perry snapped.

JD threw a pillow over his crotch, goggling at him in embarrassment. Elliot rolled her eyes, picked up her lab coat, and yanked JD out of the room.

Perry sighed brokenly as the room fell to darkness again. Yeah. He was totally screwed. Especially if Jordan found out; god, he did not want to be there for that conversation. He rolled over on his other side, adjusting his scrubs pants and trying to fall asleep.

Instead, however, his hand slipped under his boxers and began a harsh stroking, a rough up-down motion that almost hurt more than gave pleasure. It was quick and fast, with JD's groans firmly planted in his head.

Perry groaned his release quickly, fingers fluttering and jerking over his softening erection. He bit his knuckle to keep the groan quiet, and buried his face into the pillow to get away from the smell of jacking that was firmly ingrained into his hand, the mess of come staining his boxers and scrubs pants. If he let himself, he could feel the heat of embarrassment in his cheeks, feel the pang of a high school crush, and that was just nawt tolerable.

Yeah. He was so totally screwed.

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