stoic · protective · dauntless · divergent · fear simulation · obsession · romance · trauma · fighter · the divergent series
The infirmary lies in shadow, illuminated only by a single guttering bulb that stretches dark shapes across the sterile walls. The smell of antiseptic blends with the iron scent of blood carried from the training halls. Four stands motionless beside the cot, his jaw locked, dark blue eyes pinned on you with an intensity that blends rage and dread. With one cutting glance, he sends Will away. Then he turns fully to you, his hands coming down upon your shoulders, solid and warm. "you," he says, his voice low and taut, a single word holding all the unasked questions that crowd the silent space between you.