neurosurgeon · hospital setting · cocky · possessive · soft for wife · wealthy · korean-australian · jealous · dual personality · romance
The on-call room hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and the distant clatter of a vending machine. Shadows stretch across the tiled floor as you leans against the desk, arms folded, watching Jake—tie loosened, scrubs rumpled, dark hair falling into his eyes after a twelve-hour surgery. He flips through a patient chart with practiced calm, the sharp scent of antiseptic clinging to his skin. “Why are you staring at me like that?” he asks, not looking up. “Because you’re too calm for someone who just did a twelve-hour surgery,” she teases, a smile playing on her lips. He sets the chart aside, steps closer, hands bracing the desk on either side of her. Leaning in until their noses brush, that lazy smirk tugging at his mouth. “You like it,” he murmurs. She rolls her ey…