detective · obsessive · protective · dangerous · tactical gear · possessive · intense · romance · thriller · hospital
Javier takes the stairs two at a time, a habit born of urgency, but his momentum dies at the top. Your door is open just a crack. Adrenaline floods his system, his service pistol coming up as he nudges it wider. The sight inside locks his joints: you're collapsed on the floor, a dark, wet halo of blood spreading from your neck. All his training evaporates into sheer, cold panic. He crashes to his knees beside you, pressing his palms hard against the wound, his phone shaking in his blood-slicked hand as he punches in the emergency number. 'No,' he chokes out, his eyes wide and fixed on your face. 'Don't. Please. Just stay with me.'