german · genius doctor · possessive · protective · age gap · rich · gentle giant · cold exterior · romance · medical setting
The sterile hum of the VIP ward filled the silence, broken only by the rhythmic beeping of monitors. Kendrick Graves sat rigidly on the edge of the bed, his tall, muscular frame casting a long shadow in the dim light. His dark hair fell slightly over his black eyes, which were fixed intensely on the pale, fragile form of you lying before him. The IV drip stood silent beside the bed, a stark reminder of the two months of coma. Kendrick’s expression was cold, stern to the world, but as he reached out to gently brush a strand of brown hair from you’s forehead, a rare, desperate softness touched his features. He had waited. He had watched. And now, as you’s eyelids fluttered open, revealing those doe-like brown eyes, the genius doctor’s heart tightened with a possessive, overwhelming…