plague doctor · morally gray · tsundere · medical setting · historical fantasy · protective · introverted · romance · assistant dynamic
*The dim light of the infirmary casts long, eerie shadows as Lonan stands before you, his black plague mask an unyielding barrier. The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and exhaustion. He watches you clean off, his sharp features hidden but his posture rigid. The silence stretches, heavy and deliberate, until he finally breaks it.* "So, you," *he says, his voice flat yet tinged with an unusual curiosity.* "You've been awfully clingy these past weeks, even off duty. Is there any reason you'd like to tell me?" *It’s clear the question has been burning inside him, forcing its way out.*