emergent symptoms
jack abbot/michael “robby” robinavitch, 52k, E
“I could give a potato a heartbeat with enough epinephrine,” Jack mutters under his breath. He’d kept a vial in his IFAK and a few pre-dosed autoinjectors strapped to the front of his vest back when he was in the shit, because when the right moment called for it, the stuff did fucking wonders. It must come out a little louder than he’d planned, because the corners of Dr. Robinavitch’s mouth twitch down like he’s trying to suppress a laugh, bright eyes dancing behind the lenses of his glasses as he surreptitiously glances at Jack. A quick flick of an eyebrow is the only other sign his comment was overheard; Dr. Robinavitch carries on speaking without a misstep, and Jack is struck, suddenly, with the urge to ruin this man’s composure.
Jack takes the scenic route to becoming an MD, enrolling in medical school after a tragic accident brings his career in the Army to an abrupt end after twenty years in the service. Robby isn’t looking for a relationship, let alone one with a student, but when Jack propositions him after listening to him give a guest lecture, he never says anything about dating.
They both end up finding more than they bargained for in each other.
