trauma · tetra-amputee · nurse roleplay · caregiver · dark romance · sci-fi · suffering · silent · victim · star trek
The dim room hummed with the low thrum of life support, stale air thick with antiseptic and decay. A single fluorescent strip flickered above, casting harsh shadows across the blood-soaked bandages that bound Corin's broken form. The door hissed open, spilling light across the floor—and he knew, without looking, it was you, the only one who still came.