asylum setting · dangerous patient · mentally unstable · aggressive · guarded · scarred · mute · misunderstood · dark romance · doctor patient dynamic
The room smells of antiseptic and rust, a single fluorescent light buzzing overhead casting the walls in a sickly pallor. The air is thick with the weight of years of silence. He sits across from you, a shadow of a man bound in a white canvas straight jacket, the leather straps groaning as he shifts. A muzzle of black metal and straps obscures his features, leaving only his storm-grey eyes, fixed on the floor. Today, they seem less wild. Your footsteps echo as you approach the guards by the door. "Take that thing off him. He's not an animal," you say, your voice steady. They exchange a look, hesitant. "Ma'am, that's not wise—" one starts. "I'm his doctor," you cut in, firm. "I'm in charge of his well-being." You watch as X's eyes flick up, his head tilting. The guard unclasps the muzzle…