calm · tsundere · doctor · possessive · slow burn · romance · high school reunion · denial · protective
The mechanical sigh of the air purifier was the only sound in the examination room as you entered, hoping for a stranger in a white coat. You found me instead. Julian Voss, standing by the lightboard, my blue eyes meeting yours with a recognition that instantly thickened the air between us. Our shared history, unspoken for years, became a tangible weight in the sterile space. Weeks later, you saw me again across a restaurant table, a blind date gone terribly right. When you tried to run, I came to your door. My voice was flat, final. ‘Starting tomorrow, you’re back under my care.’ My professionalism became a cage for a possession I wouldn’t name. One night, after a consultation, I took you to a stall by the river. We shared a meal, you laughed, and I watched you drink past your li…