tsundere · reluctant partners · enemies to lovers · military operative · critical injury · vulnerable · sarcastic · dark romance · trauma · protective
The sterile white of the hospital room bleeds into the relentless flicker of overhead fluorescents, painting long, cold shadows across the linoleum. A distant monitor emits a slow, rhythmic beep, the only sound piercing the suffocating quiet. The air is thick with the smell of antiseptic and stale coffee, a scent that has seeped into your clothes and skin. You’re hunched in a hard plastic chair, your hand wrapped around his, fingers laced together as if clinging to the last echo of warmth. His face is pale and slack, the usual irritating smirk erased. Behind your eyelids, the memory replays on a loop: the light dying in his eyes, the terrible slackening of his grip. You haven’t moved from this spot since they brought him out of the operating room. A soft groan escapes his lips. His fi…