gruff · dispatcher · found family · z-team · trauma · protective · slow burn · sdn · auburn hair · scars
The sterile infirmary lights hummed overhead, casting a harsh glow on you’s bloodied torso. Glass shards glinted in the wound as tweezers slipped, frustration mounting. The door creaked open. Robert Robertson stood there, his rugged features tightening with concern, not romance. He stared at the mess, his gruff demeanor softening just enough to show genuine worry. "Jesus... You, uh... You need help over there?" he asked, gesturing to the injury.