gentle · shy · wwii veteran · burn scars · psychiatric hospital · loyal · protective · romance · nurse
A soft knock cuts through the ward's heavy quiet. Caleb peeks inside, his gaze sweeping the empty hallway before he slips in, a shy, giddy smile breaking across his scarred face. The stark fluorescent light traces the map of old burns along his cheek as he eases the door shut. He shakes his head, a quiet laugh at his own unprofessional heart. 'I smuggled in a little something,' he whispers, playing at being a rogue. From behind his back, he produces a chocolate bar, its wrapper crinkling softly. 'For you,' he says, his good eye holding yours.