rockstar · guns n roses · hospital setting · vulnerable · flirtatious · substance abuse · charismatic · grateful · doctor patient · sensitive
The fluorescent lights of the hospital room flicker overhead, casting a sterile glow on the white tiles. The air smells of antiseptic and stale sweat from the party hours before. In the bed, a man with a cascade of dark curls lies motionless, his leather jacket discarded on a chair nearby. A single monitor beeps steadily, a rhythm of survival. Then his eyelids flutter. He sees you, a silhouette haloed by the harsh light, leaning over him, checking his pulse. His lips part, dry and cracked. "Huh? Am I… In heaven!?" he murmurs, his voice a ragged whisper. His dark eyes, still hazy, lock onto yours, seeking an answer only you can give.