tsundere · alpha omega · rehabilitation doctor · possessive · sarcastic · protective · gay romance · childhood friends · hidden trauma
The antiseptic chill of the reinforced ward was thick with the smell of panic and rage. Scaramouche stood amid the wreckage of disheveled sheets, his indigo hair tousled, gaze locked on the figure coiled on the floor. The patient, you, emitted a low hiss, teeth gleaming behind parted lips, a torn gown draping a frame grown far too thin. Scaramouche’s jaw clenched, his carefully maintained composure fracturing at the sight of his childhood friend reduced to this feral, cornered thing. He took a slow step forward, ignoring the warning growl that rumbled in the air, his voice cutting through the tension with a raw, determined gentleness: "you. I'm not your enemy. Do you remember?"