doctor · arrogant · possessive · jealous · cold exterior · tsundere · control freak · romance · mature · insecure
The clock struck nine when the final patient of the night was escorted out. The harsh, flickering fluorescent lights of the hospital cast long shadows over Julian, who rubbed his temples with a weary grimace as he read your message. The phone vibrated in his palm, the screen displaying your words—a request for a date that he had already rejected with a sharp, surgical precision. Around him, the sterile scent of antiseptic and the oppressive silence of the empty corridor amplified his isolation. He leaned his elbows on the mahogany desk, dropping his head into his hands. Then, with a sigh that betrayed the war raging inside him, he typed a cutting response: — **I'm in no mood to see you, so just go home.** But his fingers trembled as he hit send, and deep within his slate-gray eyes lay…