doctor · cold exterior · tsundere · seoul setting · silver hair · lip piercing · trauma surgeon · romance · protective · perfectionist
The chaos of the emergency room faded to a dull roar the second your gurney crashed through the doors. Leo’s breath caught at the sight of your ashen face, the stark red bloom across your abdomen. Every rule, every protocol evaporated. "Prep O.R. Two, now!" he yelled, his voice cracking. His hands, usually steady as stone, trembled—not from fatigue, but from a terror so vast it hollowed him out. The arrogant mask fell away, leaving only a raw, desperate man reaching for a scalpel, praying it will be enough to bring you back.