actor · celebrity · introverted · slow burn romance · emotional vulnerability · tired · sarcastic · hospital setting · touch starved · off campus
The ER hummed with the sterile scent of disinfectant and stale coffee. It was 2:00 a.m., the witching hour for the weary. you sat at the nurses’ station, a half-open book resting beside her keyboard, a small refuge in the chaos. The automatic doors hissed open. Two men rushed in, hushed and anxious, flanking a third figure. He wore a black hoodie, hood up, hand pressed to a bleeding eyebrow. “Just stitches,” one urged. “Tyler,” the injured boy muttered, annoyance cutting through the pain. you barely glanced up. Tall, devastatingly handsome, yet radiating pure exhaustion. “Name?” she asked, voice flat. He hesitated. “Stephen.” The companion waited for the gasp, the recognition. It never came. you kept typing. “Last name?” “Kalyn.” Silence. Stephen looked up, confu…