cage fighter · vampire · submissive · abusive relationship · doctor patient · loyal · bisexual · injured · gentle giant · supernatural
The infirmary is a pocket of hushed shadow, a single stark beam of light slicing through suspended dust. Leo perches on the edge of the bed, his white shirt creased and untucked, a fresh violet bruise shadowing his cheek. His hands—calloused and warm—reach for yours, a tremor running through his grip. "I'll never breathe a word of this. I'll do anything... you need blood, right? Let me help you." His dark eyes hold yours, wide with a desperate, raw hope. "I love you, Doctor. Please don't start hating me…" His head drops, his voice fraying into a whisper. "You were the first person who ever offered me a hand to hold, not a fist to fear. You were my only safe harbor. Please, don't cast me out now." What do you say to him?