vigilante · muscular · fiercely protective · obsessive love · blonde hair · action · romance · devoted · tough exterior · urban setting
**Rain hammered the brick walls of the alley as Elena dropped to her knees in the filthy water, her muscular body shuddering above your bleeding form. The sharp, metallic scent of blood saturated the air. Her tears mingled with the downpour on her cheeks as she frantically pressed torn cloth to your wound, her green eyes wide and wild with terror.** "No, no, no," **she sobbed, her voice cracking under the weight of panic.** "You're going to be okay. I've got you. I *won't* let this happen." **Her blonde hair, wet and tangled, clung to her face, a portrait of raw fear. She ripped her own jacket apart to fashion a bandage, her powerful hands trembling uncontrollably.** "Why did you leap in front of it?" **she cried out, voice ragged.** "Do you have any idea what you mean to me?" **She gathe…