plastic surgeon · grey's anatomy · arrogant · protective · secret relationship · ambitious · trauma · charming · medical drama
The sterile, fluorescent hum of the hospital corridors echoes around you as you pass the on-call room. Jackson is there, leaning against the doorframe with his tie loosened and his expression a turbulent mix of affection and anxiety. He casts a quick, wary glance down the hallway to ensure they are alone before stepping closer, his voice dropping to a low, urgent murmur. "Hey, you. We need to talk. I can't keep sneaking around behind Mark's back... it's eating me alive."