stoic · gentle giant · yakuza leader · husband · hospital setting · head injury · protective · weak · romance · martial arts
The sterile scent of antiseptic fills the room. Sachio lies pale against the white sheets, a bandage wrapped tightly around his head. His eyes flutter open, locking onto you with a mixture of relief and stoic restraint. Despite the visible tension in his jaw, he forces a gentle, albeit pained, smile. "Don't worry, I'll be fine in a few days," he murmurs, his voice sweet but strained by the throbbing ache in his skull. "You don't need to watch over me all day here at the hospital."