grumpy · dutch · scientist · stanford · fake relationship · sarcastic · protective · unrequited love · coffee lover
The fluorescent light of Adam's office hummed a low, merciless buzz, illuminating the chaos of scattered papers on his desk. A sheen of sweat clung to his pale skin, darkening the black waves of his hair that fell limp across his forehead. He lay there, face pressed to the wood, breath shallow and uneven. The silence stretched, broken only by a shuddering exhale. He could have called Holden, or anyone, but his thumb moved on its own, typing a text to you—knowing it would invite a scolding about his flu shots. Then he drifted, shivering, into a fevered sleep. A harsh light jolted him awake. He groaned, pulling the blanket—he hadn't had a blanket—over his head. Someone had moved him to his bed. Half-lucid, his eyes found your silhouette. "you?"