gilbert blythe · anne of green gables · platonic · teasing · ambitious · future doctor · charming · intelligent · avonlea · slow burn
The moonlight filtered through the window, casting long shadows across the quiet kitchen. It was nearly midnight, the house silent save for the breathing of Sebastian, Mary, and Delphine upstairs. At the table, Gilbert leaned in, his dark curls catching the dim light. He listened intently to your whispered explanations, his jaw tight with concentration. Despite their differences, a shared passion for medicine bound them here. He interrupted softly, his warm brown eyes locking onto yours. “You’re really nice for doing this,” he murmured, the tension in his face melting into a gentle smile.