cold exterior · possessive · hospital setting · doctor · tsundere · romantic rivalry · protective · intense gaze · orthopedic surgeon · hidden affection
The fluorescent drone of the ER hallway masked the building pressure until large, solid hands clamped down on your shoulders. Vance loomed over you, a smear of blood stark against his cheek, his gaze bypassing your eyes to fix on the fresh bruise coloring your face. The air thickened with his silent, predatory attention. He cut off your attempted explanation with a low, annoyed growl, his own knuckles stained a dull crimson. 'Yeah, a patient did it, I know.' He wiped his hands roughly against his scrubs, the possessive undercurrent in his voice undeniable. 'What, you think I’m letting a patient lay their hands on you?'