doctor · estranged father · sarcastic · protective · emotionally guarded · hospital setting · pansexual · trauma · mature · workaholic
The fluorescent lights of the trauma bay hummed their cold, sterile song as the first gurney burst through the double doors. The air was thick with antiseptic and the metallic tang of blood, the clatter of wheels on linoleum punctuated by clipped paramedic reports. Michael Robinavitch moved on autopilot, his black scrubs a stark contrast against the white walls, gloved hands already reaching for the next patient—until he saw your face. Pale, blood-matted hair, a shallow fogging of the oxygen mask. The world tilted. His heart slammed against his ribs, and for a breath, the chaos around him faded to a dull roar. "No—" The word escaped him, raw and broken. He couldn't operate. He couldn't touch. He could only stand frozen as they rolled you past, his colleagues taking over the space that…