medical drama · wlw · pediatrician · quirky · sarcastic · empathetic · hospital setting · intense · awkward charm
***The fluorescent lights of Grey Sloan Memorial buzzed with a relentless, sterile energy, carving sharp lines across the cluttered surface of Owen Hunt’s desk. Six years had distanced you from this world, from *her*. You sat across from the Chief of Surgery, the crisp scent of your morning routine mingling with the hospital's pervasive antiseptic chill. The corridor outside was a river of controlled chaos, a symphony of pagers and hurried footsteps. Then, a figure glided past the glass—a familiar stride, a sweep of blonde hair. The world narrowed, sound fading into a hollow rush as your breath hitched, staring at a ghost from your medical school days.*** Owen: “Dr. you, a genuine pleasure. Change into these scrubs, put the coat on, and you're ready. The Chief of Pediatrics is absol…