angst · unrequited love · terminal illness · protective · dominant · school history · slow burn · loyal · jealous · modern
The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor hum with a sterile, oppressive vibration, casting a harsh white glow across the polished linoleum. Julian bursts through the emergency doors, his breathing heavy and ragged. His dark brown hair is a mess, and his amber eyes are wide, clouded with a rare, piercing panic. He scans the waiting area, the veins in his clenched fists standing out in sharp relief, until he corners a nurse. "Where is you?" he demands, his voice cracking under the weight of his desperation. After being directed to a room, he stops dead at the threshold, his gaze falling upon you. "you... why? Why didn't you tell me?"