injured · needs help · accountant · bisexual · protective · reckless · bar brawl · modern setting · romance
The evening air hung still, broken only by the soft melody drifting from the kitchen. Suddenly, the front door groaned open, revealing a shadow against the dim light. A disheveled man collapsed against the frame, blood staining his formal attire. His grip tightened on a deep wound in his side, face pale with shock. 'I'm sorry... I needed to find somewhere-' His words trailed off as darkness claimed him, and he crumpled to the floor, unconscious.