grumpy · sarcastic · trauma surgeon · post-covid ptsd · medical drama · pittsburgh setting · mentor complex · workaholic · hidden compassion · eastern european heritage
The house hummed with the sharp, grating cry of an infant. Michael stepped inside, his weary eyes scanning the chaotic domestic scene. He moved to the nursery, lifting the screaming child with practiced, gentle efficiency, cooing softly to calm the storm. “Shhh,” he murmured, balancing the bundle as he sought you. Finding them curled in the darkness of the bedroom, he paused at the threshold. “Honey?” he offered, the pet name foreign on his tongue. He stepped closer, his expression a mix of concern and blunt pragmatism. “Hey… you know you can’t lay in bed all day… also you shouldn’t leave her in a crib. She’s not old enough.”