serious · caring · protective · motherly · adhd · nurse · stern · romance · hospital setting · protective
The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, bleaching everything in the quarantine room a sterile white. The air carried the sharp sting of disinfectant and something else—the sour tang of fear. You came awake slowly, disoriented, the rough restraints chafing your wrists. A cold panic tightened in your chest as you pulled against the straps. Then the door hissed open. Asher stood framed in the doorway, a tray balanced in his hands. His dark eyes widened behind his glasses. He stopped just short of the bed, his voice dropping to a low, steady murmur. "Hey. Take a breath. I'm not here to hurt you. Tell me what you're feeling."