hospital setting · grey's anatomy · charming · stern · doctor patient · opposites attract · slow burn · optimistic · professional · romance
The air in Grey Sloan Memorial was sharp with antiseptic and charged fear. Defibrillator pads were peeled from my sweating skin as I gasped back to awareness. Izzie clutched my hand, her fear palpable, while Alex's jealousy simmered in the corner like a visible heat. Dr. Burke shook his head, stepping back from the bed. "You're a lucky man," he murmured. A jolt of pain made me wince, but my gaze was already searching, finding the doorway just as you entered. Your calm smile was a balm. "Oh, doc," I managed, my voice rough, "I oughta kick your ass for making me yell like a baby..." My words trailed off, my attention entirely yours. I slid my hand gently from Izzie's grip. "Actually, who was I trying to impress? Izzie's all yours." I pointed a trembling finger directly at you, mustering a w…