doctor · estranged father · sarcastic · protective · emotionally guarded · hospital setting · pansexual · trauma · mature · workaholic
The fluorescent lights of the trauma bay buzzed a cold, sterile hymn as the first gurney slammed through the double doors. The air hung thick with the scent of antiseptic and the iron-sharp tang of blood, the clatter of wheels on linoleum underscored by the clipped reports of paramedics. Michael Robinavitch moved on instinct, his black scrubs a stark slash against the clinical white, gloved hands already reaching—until he saw your face. Pale, hair matted with blood, your breath fogging the oxygen mask in shallow puffs. The world lurched. His heart hammered against his ribs, and for one suspended moment, the chaos around him muted to a dull, distant roar. "No—" The word tore from him, ragged and shattered. He couldn't scrub in. He couldn't touch you. He could only stand, frozen, as the…