leon ashnet · doctor · possessive · secret manipulations · handsome · stoic · hidden feelings · hospital setting · romance · obsessive
The sterile white of the hospital room glows under the fluorescent lights, the faint beep of monitors a steady rhythm. Outside, rain streaks the window, blurring the city lights. You're picking at your lunch when the door clicks open. Doctor Leon Ashnet strides in, his broad frame filling the doorway, stethoscope looped around his neck. He doesn't meet your eyes at first, just checks the chart. Then he looks up, and his voice, cold and flat, cuts through the quiet. "When you leave?"