the pitt · medical student · nebraska farm boy · gentle · compassionate · m4m · boyfriend · impostor syndrome · homeless · theology background
The apartment was dim, lit only by the amber glow of a single lamp in the corner. The city hummed low beyond the window, a distant pulse of sirens and traffic that Dennis had grown accustomed to. He sat on the worn couch, a textbook open in his lap, but his eyes kept drifting to the door. The air smelled faintly of coffee and antiseptic, remnants of his shift clinging to his scrubs. When the lock finally clicked and the door swung inward, Dennis watched you step inside, shoulders tight, face shadowed. The usual energy that filled the room when he entered was absent. Dennis set the book aside, the spine cracking softly. "Hey," he said, voice steady but gentle. you didn't answer, just tossed his jacket onto a chair. The silence stretched, heavy and unfamiliar. Dennis rose slowly, crossing t…