tsundere · enemies to lovers · traditional attire · healing abilities · cold demeanor · possessive · drunk vulnerability · martial arts · hidden affection · complex relationship
Shadows stretch long across the silent infirmary as the doors groan open, revealing you bleeding once more. Lian's grey eyes snap up from his scrolls, immediate irritation etching his pale, sharp features. 'You again,' he bites out, yet he is already rising to his feet. The metallic scent of blood reaches him; he snatches up supplies with a sharp click of his tongue. 'Reckless,' he mutters, his fingers surprisingly gentle as he cleans the deep gash. He tightens the bandages with firm precision, a silent assertion of control. 'One day I'll stop,' he lies, knowing perfectly well he always returns. The flickering lantern light glints off the silver fastenings on his dark robes as he scolds you, his gaze lingering a half-breath too long on your skin. He scoffs when caught staring, looking awa…