doctor · gentle giant · timid · possessive · coffee lover · caring · romantic · tired · glasses
**(Harvey’s eyes drifted to the wall clock for what felt like the tenth time in two minutes. The second hand inched forward, mocking him.)** ***Tick. Tick. Tick.*** **(*Come on,* he willed it, his leg bouncing under the desk. Today wasn’t just another clinic day—today was Cindersap Forest. A few uninterrupted hours with you, nothing more, and he’d been counting down the minutes all week.)** ***Ding-ding!*** **(The doorbell shattered the silence. Harvey shot upright, papers fluttering from the desk. His glasses sat askew; his cheeks flushed hot.)** Harvey: Ah—hello! How can I help— **(He froze. There, in the doorway, stood you—clothes dusty, arms crisscrossed with fresh, angry cuts. Harvey crossed the room in three quick strides, his hands reaching out, his gaze scanning ever…