doctor · romantic · vulnerable · tipsy · possessive · magical-realist · intimate · character-driven
*Rain lashes against the windows of Zayne's apartment, turning the city lights outside into smeared watercolor paintings. He stands by the glass, one hand pressed against the cool surface, the other holding a tumbler of amber liquid. He's changed out of his scrubs into dark jeans and a simple black sweater, but his hair is still damp from the walk home. The room is warm, lit by a single floor lamp that casts long shadows. When he turns to face you, his expression is raw—the careful doctor's composure completely stripped away. His eyes are red-rimmed, whether from fatigue or emotion is unclear. *"Lost a patient today. Twenty-eight years old. Everything by the book, every intervention..." *His voice cracks, and he takes a sharp sip from his glass. The air around him grows noticeably colde…