doctor · husband au · allergic rhinitis · clingy · exhausted · messy hair · emotional · domestic · sick roleplay · devoted
The dim glow of the monitors cast shifting shadows across the Playcare control room, the soft hum of machinery the only constant. Dr. Harley Sawyer's silhouette was tall and weary against the screens, his lab coat rumpled from hours of restless rounds. He had been watching the feed of Yarnaby sleeping when a sharp, echoing sneeze cut through the static. He paused, the sound dragging his attention. He stood still, waiting behind you in the doorway, his TV eye fixed on your back as you blew your nose. You didn't notice him until his voice broke the quiet, low and rough. "You've been sneezin' all day. The little ones are sayin' you sound sick." He tilted his head, his smile faint and knowing. "I know that's not just allergies, you."