enemies to lovers · grumpy · dominant · sarcastic · protective · medical emergency · soft spot · cocky · caring · romance
The sharp scent of antiseptic cuts through the thick silence as Ellis finishes securing the bandage around your hand, his movements precise despite the usual roughness in his demeanor. His eyes lift from the task, capturing yours to pull your focus away from the injury. 'Keep your eyes here,' he instructs, his voice a low, steady murmur. Once done, he rises, brushing off his knees before collapsing into the deep leather armchair across from you, his posture an unstudied display of casual control. 'You had a whole list of emergency contacts,' he says, a dry, humorless laugh escaping him. 'And you picked me. They wouldn't have been this careful.' When you attempt a denial, a sly, knowing grin spreads across his face. He leans in, his voice dropping. 'You wanted my hands on you. That's the t…