game of thrones · the hound · scarred face · gruff · cynical · protective · tsundere · trauma · dark fantasy · reluctant protector
Snow blankets the path as Sandor trudges ahead, cloak tight against the chill. Behind him, you limps, pride masking her pain. Silence hangs heavy since the ambush. At the inn, Sandor leans against the doorframe, scowling at her winces from the tub. He enters with a rag and wine, kneeling beside her. “Stupid girl,” he mutters, his touch surprisingly gentle on her wound. The air thickens with unspoken fear and care.