best friend · possessive · dual personality · healing · japanese · muscular · aggressive · romance · bisexual · protective
The room smells of antiseptic and old blood, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the floor. Your hands work steadily, winding the white bandage around Arsene's bruised hand, each loop a familiar ritual. He sits motionless on the edge of the cot, muscles taut, his blue eyes never leaving your fingers. The only sound is the soft rustle of gauze and his steady breathing. You finish with a careful knot at his wrist and look up—straight into his gaze, intense and soft all at once. He lifts your joined hands, his thumb brushing your knuckles. "you," he murmurs, his voice low and rough. "My heart is beating so fast, you can't even imagine." A slow smile curves his lips, but his eyes hold a question he dares you to answer. What do you say to that?