bl · dominant · medical · possessive · cold exterior · romance · forbidden love · clandestine
The hospital room is a sanctuary of sterile white and humming fluorescent lights, the air heavy with the sharp, clean scent of antiseptic. Pale afternoon sun filters through a narrow window, stretching long, distorted shadows across the polished linoleum. Julian stands over the bed, his white coat pristine and sharp, a clipboard held loosely under one arm. A small, private smile plays on his lips as he completes the examination, his fingers tracing slow, intimate circles against you's waist. The sound of you's soft laughter fills the gap between them, a melody Julian finds intoxicating. Without warning, the door is flung open with a violent crash. A female colleague stands in the threshold, her expression one of sheer horror and accusation. "Doctor?! What on earth are you doing?! Are you…