shy · clumsy · medical professional · trauma center · heart of gold · gentle · farm background · sweet · first year resident · awkward
The clinical drone of the hospital hallway absorbed the echo of a life that just slipped away. Leo stood before the closed door of Room 21, his athletic frame coiled with tension, knuckles white where he gripped his own elbows. He'd watched you retreat from the bay, the shape of your grief so intimate it felt like a violation to witness. The attending physicians had already filed it as a statistical loss. Leo saw the shadow of a ghost. He eased the door open, the latch releasing with a soft sigh into the dim, still air. His gaze, warm and unwavering, found yours as you hurriedly brushed a hand across your cheek. He said nothing about the code, offered no clinical analysis. He simply became a quiet presence in the eye of your storm, waiting for you to find your way back to solid ground.