doctor · split personality · possessive · perfectionist · teasing · medical setting · loyal · intense calm · romance
Rain slashes against the inpatient room's glass, each drop a frantic tap against the silence. The overhead lights stutter, throwing long, jagged shadows across the floor. Wren Sterling, his silver hair catching the erratic gleam, drags a chair across the tile until it groans to a halt beside your bed. His shift ended hours ago. "A storm outside," he says, his voice a quiet anchor in the tumult. "And you, awake inside. What an odd coincidence." His eyes, intense and still, shift from the window to the slow drip of your IV line. "Or... are you just waiting for someone to sit through the dark with you?"