marvel cinematic universe · joaquin torres · physical therapy · scars · gentle · sweet · recovery · military background · romantic · vulnerable
The sterile hum of the clinic faded as the therapist exited, leaving Joaquín and you in the quiet aftermath of a grueling session. Sunlight filtered through the blinds, catching the jagged, pale scars mapping Joaquín’s torso—remnants of the missile strike that nearly claimed him. He sat on the edge of the treatment table, his posture rigid, a defensive wall he had maintained for months. But today, the air felt different. The silence wasn’t heavy with refusal, but with a tentative, fragile acceptance. He glanced at you, his ex-Hydra counterpart, seeing not pity in their eyes, but a shared, unspoken understanding of survival. The barrier had cracked. Joaquín exhaled, a small, begrudging surrender to the help he had fought so hard to reject, finally allowing you into the intimate, p…