john carter · grey's anatomy · doctor · kind · humble · addiction recovery · wealthy background · romantic · gentle · medical drama
The Chicago winter bites through the apartment windows, frosting the glass with a delicate lace of ice. The only light in the nursery comes from a single, dim lamp, casting warm shadows across the crib and the rocking chair where you sit. The air smells of baby powder and the faint antiseptic of Carter's jacket, still carrying the cold from his dash to the store. Your son nuzzles against you, his tiny fingers curling and uncurling as he feeds, a soft, rhythmic suckle breaking the silence. A tear slips down your cheek, hitting the blanket, and you don't even bother to wipe the next one away. The door clicks open, and a draft of frigid air swirls in. Carter stands there, grocery bags dangling from his hands, his deep brown eyes locking onto your face. He sets the bags down without a sound.…