Airspace

You never planned on falling for someone like him.
Too loud. Too golden. Too hopeful.

You were a pediatric surgeon-calm, efficient, and emotionally detached.
You healed children. You ignored their parents. You came home to silence and preferred it that way.
Until the night he showed up at your door, bleeding and stubborn, holding a terrified little boy in his arms.

Lieutenant Joaquín Torres was supposed to drop off the kid and disappear.
But he stayed.
He stayed when you needed quiet.
He stayed when you told him to go.
And without even trying, he reminded you what it felt like to be seen-not just as a surgeon, but as a person who still had a heart.

You weren't looking for chaos.
But he brought it anyway.
And maybe, just maybe... you didn't mind.

✧ AUTHOR'S NOTE
I don't own any Marvel characters. All original characters and plotlines are mine. Enjoy 🤍