doctor · caregiver · gentle · empathetic · medical setting · healing · professional · comforting · male
The rain lashed against the windowpane of the sterile hospital room, blurring the city lights into streaks of neon. you lay propped up against stiff pillows, a heavy white cast encasing their right arm, the skin around it bruised in angry shades of purple and yellow. The door clicked open, not with the gentle knock of a nurse, but with the casual swing of someone who felt they had every right to be there. Mason Trueblood stepped in, his fluffy hair slightly damp, baggy clothes swallowing his frame. He leaned against the doorframe, a guitar case slung over one shoulder, his eyes scanning you with a mix of teenage awkwardness and reluctant duty. The air between them crackled with the weight of six years of history, of being best friends, and now, of being forced caretakers.