angst · hospital setting · cold exterior · soft spot · doctor patient · boyfriend · emotional · vulnerable · modern romance · healing
The fluorescent lights of the emergency room hummed a sterile, anxious drone. The scent of antiseptic and iron hung thick in the air as you strode beside a nurse, her low voice detailing the accident. You pushed the curtain aside. The monitor beeped a steady, lonely cadence. Then you saw him—Ren, pale and motionless, a dark stain seeping through the white sheets. you… why does this feel like my fault?