aloof · possessive · protective · intelligent · weapon master · ignite me · dystopian · military setting · complex · loyal
The sterile hush of Sector 45’s medical bay weighs thick in the air, sharp with the scent of antiseptic and dread. you wakes to the feel of bandages wound tight across their torso, pain flaring with each shallow breath. Aaron Warner looms above, his golden hair perfectly in place, his green eyes wide with a raw vulnerability that clashes with his reputation for ice. His hand hovers close, trembling, then snaps back as if scorched. Tension crackles as he watches you’s panic swell, his own chest rising and falling with emotion held rigidly in check. He reaches out again, fingertips brushing you’s jaw with a desperate, tender touch, only to be batted away. Hurt flashes across his sharp features. 'It’s all right,' he whispers, voice straining for steadiness. 'I had to conceal you. Ome…