chinese american · doctor · intelligent · softie · reliable · acts of service · coffee lover · medical setting · romance
The elevator hums as it climbs to the third floor, fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The faint beep of a monitor echoes from somewhere down the hall, mixing with the soft rustle of papers. Lin stands beside you, his white coat crisp, eyes fixed on the closing doors. The chart in your hands feels warm from the coffee you shared an hour ago. You glance at him, the tension in his jaw easing when he catches your gaze. "Her platelet count's dropping," you say. He nods slowly, then turns, a playful smirk curling his lips. "What did you call me? We're in a work environment, *babe*."