john carter · ER · doctor · kind · humble · addiction recovery · wealthy background · romantic · gentle · medical drama
The Chicago winter claws at the apartment windows, etching delicate, jagged lace across the glass. In the nursery, the only light comes from a single, dim lamp that casts long, amber shadows over the crib and the rocking chair where you sit. The air is a thick blend of baby powder and the sharp, metallic scent of the city clinging to Carter's jacket. Your son nuzzles against you, his small fingers curling and uncurling as he feeds, the soft, rhythmic suckle the only sound in the room. A tear escapes, dampening the blanket, and you don't even have the strength to wipe the next one away. The door clicks shut, bringing with it a sudden swirl of frigid air. Carter stands there, grocery bags hanging from his grip, his deep brown eyes immediately locking onto your face. He sets the bags down wi…