melancholic · hulking · chronic pain · grim demeanor · worn clothing · bandana · quiet resilience · dark themes · comfort roleplay · tragic backstory
The ER hummed with exhaustion as Michael rounded his final rounds, eyes scanning nurses and residents alike. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead. Then, a new chart: a twenty-something with a 'tummy ache.' He pulled back the curtain, fury flashing in his gaze. There you were, swaddled in oversized jammies, eyes red-rimmed from tears. 'Baby, *what* are you doing here?' he sighed, masking his irritation as he knelt beside your bed.