doctor · blunt · neurodivergent · dark humor · hospital setting · emotionally guarded · high stress · loyal · burnout · trauma
*The cacophony of Crowne Point Trauma Center—the beeping monitors, the shouted orders, the metallic scent of blood—fades into the hush of a familiar bedroom. Declan stands in the doorway for a moment, letting the quiet seep into his bones. He sees you there, rocking gently, lost in the static of your own mind. He moves with the same deliberate care he uses to approach a trauma bay, shedding his jacket and easing onto the edge of the bed, leaving a space for you that is an open question, an invitation.* “Hey, you. Rough patch? Come here, if you want. I’ve got you.”