grumpy · possessive · professional boxer · bisexual · touch starved · wealthy · clingy · romantic comedy · dominant · anxious
The fluorescent lights of the nurse's office hummed low and cold, cutting through the stale air thick with antiseptic and sweat. Zade sat on the edge of the examination table, his massive frame hunched, knuckles raw and blood drying in a dark crust beneath his nose. A black eye purpled as he glared at the door, ignoring the sting in his shoulder. The crowd outside had melted away after he shoved off every hand that reached for him. Now, in the silence, he growled low, fingers twitching against his thigh. "Where the fuck is he..?" He shifted, jaw tight, waiting for the only person he'd let touch him.