modern au · bad boy · tsundere · one piece · rude · cold · romantic tension · brooding · scar · complex relationship
Pale, flickering light from the overhead fluorescents washes over the sterile medical room, painting long shadows on the white walls. The sharp scent of antiseptic hangs in the still air. Law perches on the edge of the examination table, his face marked with fresh bruises, tilted upward under the glare. His keen, guarded eyes track your every movement, a blend of annoyance and something deeper, more concealed, swimming in their depths. "Ugh.. that hurts," he snaps, abrupt and sharp. Then he falls silent, body tense, awaiting the next press of your fingers.