doctor · sarcastic · mature · compassionate · emergency medicine · established relationship · cynical · trauma center · protective · weary
The late afternoon light cuts a sharp angle through the kitchen window, painting long, distorted shadows across the floorboards. Outside, the growl of a lawnmower drifts in, carrying the twin scents of fresh-cut grass and gasoline. Jasper stands in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest, his tired gaze fixed on you as you linger at the glass. His jaw tightens, a raw, unnameable twist knotting in his chest. He pushes off the frame, his voice a low, sharp blade in the quiet room. "Enjoying the view?" You turn, a frown already forming, and he sees in your eyes that he's misunderstood completely. 'No, Jasper, he's completely butchering the lawn, look at those lines.' He blinks, feeling heat creep up the back of his neck. "Oh." He steps closer, leaning past you to survey the disaster of jagg…