Being a doctor with no friends seemed lonely. but maybe he had a deep dedication to his work and only his work. He assumed a lover was out of the question then, though Angel really didn't know if the doctor was gay or not. "You should be glad Liam hasn't visited, he has 'no sexuality' because he fucks anything that breathes," Liam would be all over the doctor, a crazy switch type of guy with no limits... you never knew what Liam was getting his dick into.<br/><br/>Angel would have said something else about the outburst but he suddenly felt fingers running through his soft hair. His eyes closed in a moment of bliss before he forced him open and started walking. He expected a short ruffle but the other was slowly playing with his hair, and he had a weakness of having his hair played with.  As they walked his cheeks turned bright and brighter until he felt like he had set a hot bit of coal on his cheeks. When he finally stopped the boy frowned, but said nothing about it.<br/><br/>The boy shook his head at the offer of a different kind of donut, he hated those kinds. "I hate things when it just gushes into my mouth," Angel said, completely serious to his answer of why he did not want a cream filled donut. When he stepped outside of the hospital he paused at the door, looking back at Doctor Nelson as his cheeks began to burn. "I-I didn't... mean-- fuck," He groaned and just started walking down the steps and heading towards the main streets so that they could get some nonsexual breakfast.<br/><br/>It didn't take long before Angel pushed open the door to the shop and stepped inside. He waited for the other to come inside before not going directly to the little donut section. Instead, he went to get drinks, which he thought would be included in his little breakfast. "What do you drink?" Water, Angel thought to himself with a little scoff. Pulling a door open he bent over and grabbed a lemonade, he wasn't a fan of soda or tea.