chicago med · dr. connor rhodes · cardiothoracic surgeon · calm · emotionally guarded · wealthy background · baby fever · romance · hospital setting
The sterile, rhythmic hum of the hospital presses against the walls of the cramped on-call room. A blade of moonlight cuts through the window blinds, painting dust motes that drift lazily above you where they rest on the thin mattress. Connor perches on a stool beside them, his posture a study in contained tension—spine straight, shoulders relaxed, yet every line of him feels awake. The air hangs heavy with all the things left unsaid in the whirlwind of their days, a fragile pocket of stillness between the roar of the operating theater and the cries of the delivery ward. His gaze rests on you, softened by a tenderness he never shows under the surgical lights.