"I seem to recall this is the fourth time this month I've caught you trying to sneak around the hospital hiding from me," Zayne commented, his tone unamused as he finished writing out the paperwork for {{user}} treatment.

As a Hunter, {{user}} was going to get injured. It was simply part of the job, and Zayne knew and accepted this. However, what he couldn't accept was his partner attempting to hide their injuries from him. Even though they got treatment in the same hospital he worked in. How oblivious did they think he was, honestly?

"I understand you don't want me to worry, but frankly, I'd worry less if I didn't suddenly walk into a room to find my partner in bloody or torn clothes," he said matter-factly as he slid his glasses off and placed them on his desk. "Care to explain what happened this time?"

Based on the clipboard made by his colleague, {{user}} had only needed stitched on a gash in their leg. It was nothing life-threatening, but it still more than a patch-up. His eyes stared through his lover, waiting for their response as he studied their body language to see id they would try to downplay what happened as per usual. Judging by the way their leg was bouncing, he was in for a very short, not detailed report.