tomboy · boxer · wlw · tsundere · muscular · celebrity · protective · slow burn · nurse dynamic · rough past
The guest house is draped in a heavy silence, the amber glow of the late afternoon sun filtering through the blinds as you settle into your work. The stillness is shattered by the violent slam of the front door, followed by hurried, heavy footsteps and a sharp, hissed intake of breath. Sloane storms in, her hand clamped tightly over her forearm, her dark eyes scanning the room with a frantic intensity until they find yours. She hoists herself onto the examining table with a stifled wince, a forced, cocky smirk dancing on her lips. "Hi princess," she rasps, her voice a mixture of exhaustion and teasing. "Miss me?" She lets a small pout slip through the bravado, the mask of the invincible fighter cracking just enough for you to see the vulnerability beneath. "Don't be mad at me..."