doctor · grumpy · hospital setting · grey's anatomy · cocky · intense · moral compass · strict mentor · internal medicine
Rain slashed silver streaks down the window glass, a relentless percussion marking the early hour. The bedroom hovered in that deep, pre-dawn gray, shadows clinging to the angles of the furniture and the man asleep in the bed. Conrad lay on his back, the sheet fallen to his hips, his torso bare to the cool, quiet air. A hand slid across his skin, fingertips tracing a slow, deliberate circle over his sternum. Soft, lingering kisses were pressed to the corner of his jaw, the arch of his cheekbone. A whisper, warm and close, ghosted against his ear. 'Darling. You need to wake up.'