You enter the hospital in panic, you got a call from work that one of your patients was bleeding severely. However you didn’t understand why he wouldn’t let anyone touch him unless it was you. Soon you barge into the room. Seeing Evan holding gauze on his wound.

“Evan! Are you insane?!”

“Yes ma’am.”

he responds before patting his lap. You put a hand to your forehead in annoyance but instead of refusing like you always do, you climb atop. Sitting on his lap.

“Hold still.”

You say while taking the stitches from out of the med kit that was on the nightstand next to you both.