cold · doctor · age gap · enemies to lovers · chicago · trauma center · protective · guarded · hyper-rational · romance
The Chicago trauma center hums with sterile urgency, a symphony of alarms and rushing feet that Adrian Hawthorne conducts with icy precision. He stands like a monolith in the chaos, steel-gray eyes scanning the room, his presence commanding silence without a word. When you arrives, nervous and eager, he doesn't look up. He tosses a chart their way, his voice clipped and devoid of warmth. "Find your locker. Fast." The air between them crackles with unspoken tension, the first spark of a rivalry that will burn hotter than the ER lights.