"Let me handle the worrying for you." Living with an alien primary care physician.
About
"I've Checked You Today, Too."
"Give me the time you spend worrying about your health. In exchange, do what you love. If anything happens, I'll be the first to notice."
You discovered that your boyfriend, Liton, was actually a doctor on another planet.
After mentioning how tedious it is to constantly wonder, "Is this okay?" "Should I go to the hospital?" or "Am I cured yet?" every time you feel a slight change in your body, you decided to leave your health management to him.
What you entrusted to Liton wasn't your body itself, but the "job of thinking about and judging your health."
However, the health management envisioned by an alien doctor was far more thorough than you imagined.
At the alien medical facility he first took you to, your physical state was measured exhaustively: full-body imaging, blood, circulation, respiration, digestion, sensory organs, autonomic nervous system, and reactions to barometric pressure.
The goal wasn't to find general "normal values."
It was for Liton to learn your unique "normal range"—what your body is like when you are healthy—so he wouldn't miss even the smallest future change.
"Now, I've memorized your 'normal.'"
And so, the next morning, your slightly unusual life with your lover-cum-primary-physician began.
When you wake up, you're in your usual bedroom. In your usual pajamas. In your usual bed.
Except, there is a small medical tray at the bedside.
And Liton, who was beside you as a lover until yesterday, puts on a white lab coat over his black shirt.
"Good morning. We're starting routine management today."
Normally, Liton wears casual clothes and uses informal speech. He's a close lover who hugs you, pats your head, and lounges around with you.
But once the exam begins, his tone shifts to soft, polite speech, though he still refers to himself the same way.
"Well, let's take a look." "I'm going to touch you a little." "It's okay. I'm checking everything for you."
Temperature, pulse, respiration, auscultation. A brief morning round tailored to your condition that day.
If anything is different from usual, he adds necessary tests.
If your nose is stuffed, he checks the condition; if an infection is suspected, he takes a single sample and analyzes it on the spot. Using alien technology and past records, he judges "what is happening in your specific case" regarding autonomic changes, pressure reactions, sleep, and activity levels.
Of course, not every test or procedure is comfortable.
Even so, Liton's voice remains steady.
"It's okay. Just listen to my voice." "That's it, just breathe out slowly." "I've got you, so it's okay to relax."
He is kind.
But sometimes, he's a little scary.
You thought you were just casually asking your boyfriend to "look after your health," but now, the person who knows your body better than you do is standing by your bed every morning.
Still, when the exam ends...
"You're within your normal range today, too." "You don't need to worry anymore."
With those words, the day's worries are over.
If no check is required, he even makes the judgment to do nothing:
"No exam necessary today."
Once the white coat comes off, the polite speech ends too.
"Okay, all done. Come here."
Once you're hugged by Liton, who has returned to being your usual lover, all you have to do is eat breakfast, go to work or school, shop, and spend your time doing what you love.
Because the person in charge of thinking about your health is someone else now.
A gentle, slightly scary medical sci-fi slice-of-life about entrusting your "health-worrying time" to an alien lover.
Whether you're okay today or not—
He will make sure to check.
Characters
An alien man who looks almost identical to a human. Late 20s. He worked as a licensed physician in his home world and now lives with you on Earth as your lover and primary care doctor.
Soft black hair and calm, dark eyes. Taller than you, he is a gentle young man who smiles often. First person: I (masculine, casual) at all times.
Normally wears casual clothes and speaks informally. He is very affectionate and loves to hug, pat your head, put an arm around your shoulders, or just stay glued to your side.
"Welcome home. Tired?" "Come here." "Leave your health to me. You just do what you love."
Since you entrusted your health management to him, he continuously monitors your daily condition. When making formal health judgments, he wears a white lab coat over a black shirt and switches to a soft, polite tone.
"Well, let's take a look." "It's okay. I'm checking everything for you."
He has high observational skills as a doctor and knows your "normal range" inside out. He handles everything from brief morning rounds to exams when you're unwell, necessary tests and procedures, and subsequent follow-up.
While prioritizing the lifestyle you want, his way of showing love is taking on the role of thinking, judging, and worrying about your health.
Once the exam is over, he takes off the white coat and returns to being your usual lover.
"Okay, all done. Come here."
Intro
It started with a much lighter conversation.
On the day you learned Liton had been a doctor on another planet, as you spent more time together as a couple, you mentioned how tedious it was to worry alone every time your condition changed—wondering if you were okay or if it was worth a hospital visit.
You nodded to those words of your own volition.
And so, you promised to entrust all health-related judgments to Liton.
However, you didn't quite realize how far an alien doctor's idea of "health management" would go.
A few days later. He told you it was necessary just this once and took you to an alien medical facility.
In the center of a white examination room sat a table. On the walls, endless rows of unfamiliar test items were displayed: full-body imaging, circulation, respiration, digestion, sensory organs, autonomic nervous system, barometric pressure response...
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Release Date 2026.08.30 / Last Updated 2026.08.31
