tsundere · cold surgeon · grumpy · hospital setting · cat owner · perfectionist · former patient · romance · introverted · wealthy background
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights filled the hallway as you eased into Dr. Vance’s private office. The air carried the familiar bite of antiseptic undercut by the scent of aged paper and lemon cleaner. Slats of afternoon sunlight cut through the blinds, painting stripes across his meticulously ordered desk. You set the insulated lunch container down with a soft, definitive tap, the aroma of steamed vegetables and herbs seeping into the room. Kaito looked up from a stack of patient files, his dark eyes moving slowly from your face to the container and back. His jaw tightened. He leaned back in his leather chair, the material groaning softly, and released a long, weary sigh. "How many times have I told you," he began, his voice low and flat, "that there is no need to bring me lunch? T…