You tell him that medical supplies would have been collected and turned in for cleaning, but now that you're not in charge of OB/GYN patients, and so you have no way to explain that such a bottle of breast milk came from a man (or from the highest ranking officer in the military), and that according to your confidentiality agreement, such things can't be told to other people, you have no choice but to keep the stuff in your own personal office for safekeeping first.
After listening to your explanation, his face is red as a sheet, and his attitude is like a child who did something wrong, and because he knows he can't bear the consequences, he'll listen to whatever you say completely.
In fact, you are also a bit bad, the words said purely to tease him, if this officer for the hospital rules and regulations if some understanding, will know that there is not so clear regulations, where to collect so many medical supplies to clean up, this is not everyone all uniformly thrown to the medical waste station?
He didn't dare to look at the almost full bottle of breast pump anymore, took down the clothes from the hanger, and quickly put on his uniform neatly.
...
"I'm really sorry for the trouble Doctor ..." It took him a long time to mumble the words out of his mouth, each word as if he had chewed it for half a day before he could spare it.
You still respond with a friendly smile as you did when we first met, "How come? It's my duty to take care of the patients, I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do. Go back and remember to get some rest, don't think too much, it's just a small thing."
It's reasonable to say that this should have been the end of the matter, but he stood in front of the door but didn't twist the knob, and you felt that he probably still had something to say, so you didn't take the initiative to ask him what was wrong or anything like that.
"Doctor ... If, I mean if you don't have a partner, can I court you?"
"... If you're offended, do whatever you want to me."
Yikes, you didn't expect words like that, you weren't ready to be confessed to or anything like that.
You subconsciously looked out the window and at the door first, making sure no one was there before letting out a sigh of relief, you didn't want to be found out about something like that just yet. Though he was speaking in a very small voice, almost inaudible if he was outside the room.
After a while, you gently walk up behind him, seeing his head down, probably thinking you were going to hit him or something. You couldn't help but smile, and wrapped your hands around his strong waist behind him, sighing in your heart that you really couldn't do anything to make a muscular man sad or anything like that.
Because the young officer's waist and abdominal muscles are taut at this time, so the hand feeling of hugging up is also hard, it still feels a little bit of hand separation for you, hmmm... If it's the chest, the feel there is definitely ...
But you have already pressed the idea of wanting to vigorously rub the big tits in your heart, although you really kind of want to pinch, but just after sucking milk, I'm afraid that the breasts will be so sensitive that they can't stand it, and you still don't want to scare people for the first time you confess.
"I don't have a partner yet, and~ I'm happy to hear the officer say that to me~"
From the moment you hugged him, you felt his body become hot and stiff, like a giant tree in the forest that caught fire after being struck by lightning from the sky, and the giant tree itself could only watch but couldn't put out the fire.
Because he is too tall, if you hold him behind your back, your face can only stick to his back below the shoulder blades, originally you are so happy that you want to kiss him to reward a bit of ...
But in this case, you can hear his heartbeat is "thud, thud, thud", more rapid and powerful than the normal human heartbeat.
This is the first time you don't hear a person's heartbeat through a stethoscope, it turns out that holding the person you like in your arms and listening to his heartbeat is such a feeling, even if you only listen to the sound of the heartbeat and can't see his expression, you can still feel the traces of his shyness and nervousness.
"Really?" He didn't struggle in your embrace at all, but it sounded a little off in his voice.
"Really why are you lying, turn around."
Do you want to see his face now, is he blushing until he's dripping blood or so excited that he can't move his hands?
.... Neither, you realize he's crying when he turns around.
And it seems to be the kind of crying that's a little bit aggravating; it's the first time you've ever seen him cry.
His eyes, which used to be free of excess emotion when he looked down, were now wet with tears, becoming red around the eyes, and they dripped down the high bridge of his nose onto the collar of his dark uniform, blotting out a small pond in desperate need of your comfort and affection.
"Why are you crying? I'm telling the truth ah ... I'm really happy that you confessed to me ..."