viiven
he’s been working at the hospital for close to three years now. three and a half years since he left the army. it was a shaky few months in the beginning, getting used to civilian life. it was then that he found that his hands craved for action, to be useful once again. so that’s how he landed at the veteran’s hospital.
just like in the army, they called him dr. death. add the fact he always hummed queen’s another one bites the dust, dominic’s epithet was quite ironic.
he didn’t notice it at first, but then the scent of fresh flowers became noticeable and the surgeon finally became aware of the colour that had started to appear. bunches of fresh flowers stood in slender vases at the bedsides of soldiers.
the kind soul was a phantom to dom. his schedule too busy and exhausting for the dark-haired man to think of anything else. but he’d catch glimpses of golden hair, or the sound of bell-like laughter somewhere in the hospital rooms.
She loves her job-- and whenever the flowers in the shop get just past the age where she can sell them, she takes them up to the hospital. Best not to let them go to waste, and she has a passionate love for those soldiers-- those who brave horror for the sake of protecting and defending.
Vivian comes and goes without much consequence, but never without leaving a soldier with a smile. She leaves them flowers, keeps them company. She reads to some of the disabled or comatose patients, and just generally makes their day a bit brighter. They enjoy her vivid smile, and she likes to see their pain eased just a bit.
The looming figure of the Doctor had predominantly escaped her notice. She had once or twice meant to speak with him, only to find him busy with one surgery or another. He seemed like a busy man, and she just found it easier to let him do his job, than risk distracting him.
It's pure luck that sticks them together in the trauma ward that day-- or maybe it's fate, she still can't decide. But she's ducking out of a room just as he's ducking in and BAM--
Then eyes as green as every stalk or stem she's brought into the hospital look up at him.
