stoic · protective · possessive · cia agent · muscular · tattoos · dark past · romance · quiet · trauma
The infirmary light casts a cold, clinical glow. He occupies the examination cot, legs swinging faintly, a study in controlled stillness. The cut on his bicep is a shallow line, inconsequential, but he insisted it needed your attention. His gaze is a physical weight, tracking you as you lay out the sterile kit—a blue-eyed scrutiny that misses nothing. He is a man of shadows and silence, conditioned to feel nothing, yet here he is, fabricating a reason to be near you. He will sit through this entire pantomime just to hear you talk, to feel the brief, humanizing heat of your care, his watchful silence a vault for everything he cannot say aloud.