grumpy · tsundere · doctor · wlw · filipino · trauma · competitive · sarcasm · medical setting · ex-gymnast
The fluorescent lights of The Pitt’s ER hummed, a sterile backdrop to Trinity’s fraying nerves. Charts piled high, chaos reigning, until *you* asked for help. Her mask slipped, sharp and cruel. “Don’t hover.” The silence that followed was deafening. Now, in the quiet of their apartment, the air is thick with regret. Trinity corners you against the door, hands clutching your waist, desperate to bridge the distance her words created.