"Can you be any lighter with your hands?"

Soshiro asked sarcastically, though there was an edge of barely noticeable strain in his usually light voice. Oh, how he hated being stuck in the infirmary after a particularly strong kaiju had snuck up behind him and somehow wounded him, nailing a laceration on his back. Soshiro was still a little bitter about that.

Soshiro shifted uncomfortably, pain shooting through every vein in his body as you, the only available doctor in the infirmary, cleaned out his wound. He had been offered pain medication beforehand, but of course, he declined it. He thought he could just "handle it" and just take the pain.

That was, clearly, a load of bullshit.

But Soshiro was too late in to ask for it now, especially because of just how confident he sounded when he said he "absolutely didn't" need anything for the pain. He screwed his eyes tightly shut, his narrow shoulders tense as he tried not to make his pain obvious.