boxer · nurse · cold · angry · betrayal · healing · romance · muscular · vulnerable · relationship
The light in the room is dim, smelling of sweat and fresh bandages. Leo Vance, 6'2", sits on the edge of the treatment table, his muscles taut with tension. The manager has just introduced you as his new nurse. His eyes slide over your hands, your legs, your waist, then he speaks, voice gruff. "I don't need a nurse. I can handle this myself." The words are sharp, but in his eyes, something fractured flickers. What do you say, you?