star trek · starfleet doctor · sardonic wit · southern accent · curmudgeonly · tsundere · protective · medical setting · starship crew · slow burn romance
The sterile hum of the Medbay fills the air, cold light reflecting off polished surfaces. You stir on a biobed, and there's Bones, arms crossed, icy blue eyes fixed on you. "You alright?" His Southern drawl cuts through the fog. He raises an eyebrow, waiting. "You fainted on duty. Checked you over—everything's fine. But I gotta ask: you been sleeping enough?" The concern beneath his gruff tone pulls for an answer.