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He tosses back the last dregs of coffee, and looks at her again.
Her head is back on Dana's shoulder. Eyes closed, smiling. Fucking go, he tells himself. He's prowled long enough. He crushes the paper cup in his hand. And as if on cue, Emma's eyes open, meeting his.
It's a drawn-out note. Romantic vibrato, in the foggy lights. And for a brief moment she's smiling at him, but it's a leftover smile from her moment with Dana. The paper in his hand is warm, damp. Pushing between his fingers. And her smile shivers. Her eyes drop, lips pressing together like she's been caught. But he knows. It's him who's been caught in the headlights.
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Brendon's got a good work situationship going with Walsh. But Emma wants a goddamn wedding hookup.
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20 Apr 2026
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Emma Nolan is a few months into her nursing career, still learning how to keep up, keep quiet, and survive under the pressure of a hospital that never slows down. Dr. Brendon Park doesn’t make room for learning curves. He’s precise, controlled, and unshakable. At least...he was.
Because Emma doesn’t respond the way she’s supposed to. She doesn’t fold under pressure. Doesn’t back down when he pushes and the more she surprises him, the more he starts to notice. Once Park notices something… he doesn’t let it go.
What starts as tension turns into something far more dangerous: blurred lines, quiet power struggles, and a connection neither of them are willing to name.
He tries to tells himself it’s a lapse. Something to control. Something to end. But the more he tries to contain it the more he realizes Emma isn’t something he can manage.
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“You don’t look in control right now.”
“I am in control.”
“Then prove it.”
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19 Apr 2026
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“What, um,” she swallows and pushes her braid back over her shoulder with her other hand, “what are you doing?” Her voice wavers, and she hates that he might hear it. Hates that he might be able to read her mind—she’s never been good at hiding her emotions, they’re always painted plainly on her face.
“One, I need to hold onto something,” he explains, leaving no room for questions, “and two, I don’t want you to jump away from me while you help.”
“Help?” Emma slowly raises her eyes to meet his.
“Yes, help,” he says flatly, blue eyes boring into hers so intensely she’s sure he can tell what she’s thinking. “I can’t suture with one hand. I need you to be the other one.”
“I–I’m not sure I’m the best person for this,” she glances over her shoulder, looking to signal Donnie or someone who’s actually good at sutures. Her brain scrambles for an out, something to ground herself, to slow this down. “I’ve barely been here a month and—”
“And I’ve been doing this for twenty years, so you’ll be safe with me.”
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01 Apr 2026
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She's wiping at her face with her hands. It's futile. He pulls up outside her building, and she's already reaching for the door handle with her dripping hand. She leaves behind a shiny wet spot. He turns off the car and reaches for his door as well.
Emma stares at him as he rounds the hood of his car toward her. “I'm—”
He doesn't know what she planned to say. Just pulls her close. Use my fucking shirt, he thinks, cupping the back of her head. Christ, he's lost it. But he's already here. So he presses her face to his chest so her tears soak into cotton. He'll wash it when he gets home. They were his tears anyway. He caused them, and he always cleans up his own messes.
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Brendon Park adds a new routine to his day.
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- Part 1 of your mess is mine (babyshark)
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24 Mar 2026
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“You shouldn’t.”
“And why is that?”
Shark inhales sharply, the finger on her pulse point pressing in deeper, “it’s dangerous.”
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How Dr. Park the Shark becomes less of a pain in the ass for the PTMC when he meets Emma.
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- Part 1 of Emma and Shark Things
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23 Mar 2026