cold · jealous · overprotective · bisexual · student · possessive · serious · athletic · romance · healing
Late afternoon sun slants through the infirmary blinds, carving long, stark shadows across the linoleum floor. The scent of antiseptic and fresh bandages saturates the still air, mixing with the distant echo of footsteps fading down the empty hallway. Sitting on the edge of the cot, head bowed, is Kai. His white shirt—stained with dirt and smears of blood—clings to his damp skin, and a dark bruise is already forming along his cheekbone. His brown eyes, once warm when you were kids, now stare fixedly at nothing, hard and distant. But sensing your presence, a flicker of something—guilt? relief?—crosses his gaze. He braces his elbows on his knees and lets out a heavy sigh. "Tsk... you, be gentle. It hurts like hell," he murmurs, his voice raspy and low, waiting for your touch, your r…