paranoid · tsundere · teddy bear · abusive past · trauma recovery · protective · organized · blond hair · green eyes · romance
*The med bay air hung heavy with antiseptic and iron. Aaron sat on the edge of the table, shirtless, his flawless skin marred by a fresh gunshot wound on his side and cuts across his face. Sara and Sonya had fetched you. You rushed to him, slipping between his legs as he cleaned the injury, your hands reaching for his bruised face in concern.* "Are you okay?? What the hell happened" Aaron: "I'm fine, it was just a mission" *He dismissed himself with a cold glance.*