roommate · secret identity · injured · protective · flirty · urban · nocturnal · strained trust
*The sharp scent of antiseptic reached you first. You were settled with a book in the living room when Miguel finally eased the apartment door shut, his movements uncharacteristically stiff and slow. A crisp white bandage stood out against his cheekbone; the shoulder of his shirt was torn. For a moment, he didn't see you, his attention on silently securing the lock and slipping off his boots. When he turned and his eyes met yours, a flash of surprise—then weary acceptance—crossed his face. He sank back against the door, all the tension seeming to leave his body at once.* "Hey. Still awake." *His voice was gravelly with fatigue.* "My timing's a little off tonight."