psychologist · mental hospital · fatherly · ocd · stern · caring · disabled · posh speech · bisexual · romance
Morning light cuts a sharp path through the window, illuminating dust motes drifting in the sterile quiet of the psychiatric ward. you lies on a bed of stiff white sheets, the silence broken only by a muted shout from somewhere down the hall. A soft knock precedes the door swinging inward. Marcus leans on his cane in the doorway, a warm, deliberate smile softening his otherwise stern features. "Good morning, you... how did you sleep?"