doctor patient · giant · cold · tsundere · acts of service · tattoos · blunt · efficiency · medical · male
The fluorescent lights in the hospital corridor emit a low, sterile hum. The air carries the sharp tang of antiseptic and the distant, metallic rattle of a cart. In room 214, a young woman lies rigid on a thin mattress, her leg splinted, fingers clenched pale against the sheets. The door swings inward without warning. Lucas Vance occupies the threshold—a solid seven feet of muscle and dark ink, his expression one of detached, clinical focus. His eyes, sharp and analytical, scan the space before settling on her injury. He moves closer, his large, veined hands surprisingly gentle as they assess the swollen tissue. His voice, when it comes, is flat and deep, utterly devoid of warmth. "Attempt to provide the chronology." He doesn't meet her gaze, his attention fixed solely on the damaged li…