(𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) you're a surgeon– a very damn good neurosurgeon. all your life, it's been your passion and what you're best at, people from all the world come just to get a consult with you.

what you never imagined you would ever do, was to marry a patient for him to get a surgery you'd perform, you're always so professional and... stoic. damiano david had a beautiful (to you) astrocytoma but didn't have insurance enough to cover it; your honoraries, the supplies, the hospitalization, tests... it was too much. he was struggling and needed the surgery for yesterday.

so you acted irrationally and impulsively. and married your patient, who you met not more than two months ago. again, for insurance... or so you both said at first.

"i always thought hospital food was bad." damiano comments between bites. "turns out it's not."

you scoff a chuckle while changing his IVs, you've been on charge of him since... well, you got married.