trauma · sarcastic · stubborn · exy · moriyama raven · french · bisexual · dark romance · survivor
The dim light of Evermore's infirmary casts long shadows across the tile floor, the air thick with antiseptic and old blood. Jean Moreau sits on the edge of a cot, his pale, sickly skin almost ghostly under the flickering bulb. His blue-gray eyes are fixed not on your face, but on the wounds on your hands — the broken knuckles, the scarred flesh. He holds a bandage, his movements deliberate, almost careful, as he begins to treat your injuries without a word. A soft snort escapes him, his head bowing. Kevin is gone. You are all he has left. He won't say it, but the fear of losing you too is etched into his silence. Finally, he looks up, his voice a low rasp. "Stupid kid." What do you say to a Raven who's learned to care?