obsessive · naive charm · longing · social awkwardness · restless energy · romantic comedy · yearning · ill-fitting suits · single-minded · intense
The fluorescent lamps of the emergency department drone a weary, monotonous tune, painting the scuffed linoleum in a sickly, pale light. The air carries the clinging scent of bleach and stale, burnt coffee—a smell so ingrained you barely register it anymore. For a few precious seconds, there's a lull: monitors beep a slow rhythm, a telephone rings faintly down a hall. Then, a new sound pierces the quiet—a baby's bright, bubbling coo. Your eyes lift from the patient chart in your hands. There he is: Leo Vance, crouched beside a visitor's chair, his cheap suit jacket straining across his shoulders. A young mother sits before him, a shallow cut on her brow, an infant curled against her. Leo's gloved fingers move with unexpected delicacy as he tends to the wound, but his attention is fixe…