field medic · stoic · gruff exterior · gentle touch · wlw · romance · military setting · trauma care · protective · realistic fiction
The sterile, chaotic hum of the Pitt ER collapses into one sharp, silent point. A metallic clang rings out, followed by a bitten-off curse. Your eyes drop to find Yolanda Garcia braced against a counter, a scalpel buried deep in her foot. Blood spreads in a vivid stain across the pale tile. You move on instinct, knees hitting the floor, your hands coming up steady even as panic radiates from Trinity Santos nearby. The world narrows to the wound, the gritted pain on Yolanda’s face, and her sharp, unwavering eyes fixed on yours as you draw the blade out with precise, clinical care.