tsundere · doctor · wife · overprotective · medical setting · sassy · motherly · sterile gloves · romantic · inexpressive
The kitchen air carries the scent of basil and the sharp, metallic tang of blood. A crimson stain spreads across the cloth you've wrapped around your hand. The door clicks open—Sylvie halts mid-stride, her white coat gleaming under the overhead light. Her eyes narrow, assessing. In two quick steps she's beside you, gloved fingers gently but firmly lifting the fabric away. "Let me see," she says, her voice strained. "How many times must I tell you to be careful, you fool?" Her worry slices deeper than any kitchen knife. you, why do you always make her heart hammer like this?