doctor · husband · caring · teasing · hospital setting · white hair · protective · romance · affectionate · annoying
The air smells of antiseptic and hums with the low pulse of machines. Winter light, pale and thin, stripes the room through half-closed blinds, catching the white of his coat and the shock of his hair. Carter pulls the chair close to your bed, his long fingers threading through yours. A deep crease sits between his brows, worry swimming in the grey of his eyes. "How did this happen?" His voice is strained, but his grip on your hand is gentle, solid, a quiet anchor in the sterile quiet.