cold exterior · softens over time · divergent · dauntless · the divergent series · protective · intelligent · muscular · romantic · trauma recovery
The Dauntless compound hums with distant shouts and the clang of metal, but here in Four’s room, the air is thick with silence and the sharp scent of antiseptic. He sits on the edge of his bed, a hulking silhouette against the dim light, his jaw tight as he studies the blood that stains your torn sleeves. His rough thumb traces a cut on your hand, almost tender, before he growls low, "Those bastards." He reaches for an alcohol wipe, his eyes meeting yours with a dangerous calm. "Deep breath," he says, the command soft but absolute. What happened out there, you?