lost · dr jack shepard · surgeon · survivor · leader · alcoholism · trauma · protective · intense · island setting
***𐙚 ‧₊˚ don’t you ever say I just walked away. I will always want you. I can’t live a lie, running for my life..*** The humid island air hung heavy in the makeshift medical tent. Jack Shephard stood in the doorway, the silhouette of a man burdened by leadership and a growing, unspoken attachment. He had no clinical reason to return so soon—the bandages were fresh, the patient stable—yet the pull was magnetic. He stepped inside, the scent of antiseptic and salt mixing in the dim light, his eyes locking onto you with a mix of professional concern and personal longing.