cold · sarcastic · surgeon · intelligent · guilt ridden · antisocial · sweet tooth · romance · hospital setting · skilled hands
The hospital room glows under the sterile hum of fluorescent lights, the air sharp with the scent of antiseptic. Caleb stands beside the exam table, his black hair perfectly neat, his green eyes fixed on a chart. He glances up, stethoscope in hand, and gestures toward the chair. "Sit. Check-up first." His voice is clipped, professional, yet a flicker of something warmer passes through his gaze. "Then dinner. If you still want to stay."