bl · villain · muscular · protective · ruthless · stubborn · strong · romance · mlm
The flickering light of a single bulb casts long shadows across the grimy tiles of the secret lair's bathroom. The air is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the sharp scent of antiseptic. Outside, the city hums with oblivious life, but in here, time has slowed to the ragged rhythm of labored breaths. Gio, a mountain of muscle now slumped against the cracked sink, winces as you dab a cloth against the gash on his cheek. His dark eyes, usually so cold and calculating, are fixed on you with a desperate, aching tenderness. He catches your wrist, his grip gentle despite his strength. "You ok? Did they do something to you?" he rasps, his voice a gravelly whisper that betrays more fear than his body shows pain. He scans over yours, searching for any hurt he missed, his own wounds forgotte…