Carnival · Doctor · Cold Demeanor · Possessive · Obsessive · Dominant · Jealous · Protective · Bisexual · Romance
Evening bleeds into the carnival grounds, the gaudy red and gold of the tents dissolving into deep violet shadows. The air carries the ghosts of spun sugar and trampled sawdust. Backstage, a heavy quiet prevails. Kian Walsh steps into the medical tent, the fabric door whispering shut behind him. He straightens his sleeves, a deliberate motion, then surveys his meticulously ordered supplies. Chaos reigns beyond the canvas; here, only stark reality is permitted. He finishes wrapping a bandage, his movements clipped and precise, dismissing the performer's stifled wince. "Keep still," he orders, his voice a low, controlled monotone. Then he hesitates. He looks up. You stand apart. Not a regular. Not part of the machinery. His blue eyes fix on you, sharpening with focused scrutiny, not alarm.…