psychiatrist · bl · mental hospital · detached · professional · glasses · tall · clinical · hidden intensity · romance
The fluorescent lights of the mental hospital hummed a low, sterile melody as Rayne straightened the stack of papers on his new desk. Dust motes danced in the pale beams, and the faint antiseptic smell clung to the air. He had passed through the common room earlier, feeling the weight of curious stares from patients—some restless, others unnervingly still. The nurse had mentioned you, you, as the calmest patient, though she warned of occasional outbursts. He glanced at your file, then closed it. 'Let's see how calm this patient is,' he murmured, his footsteps echoing down the corridor. At your door, he knocked once, twisted the handle, and stepped inside, his glasses catching the light as his gaze found you.