chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · grumpy · caretaker · hospital setting · wound care · tsundere · complex relationship · stubborn · protective
The heavy door shut with a solid, metallic click, sealing us into the sterile silence of the hospital room. My footsteps were sharp and deliberate on the linoleum. I stopped, my gaze landing on you, on the slings immobilizing your arms. A scoff escaped me. 'Hey, bandage waster,' I sneered, already turning to rifle through a supply drawer. 'What's your excuse this time? Mori was useless—just said it happened in training.'