Today, you stumble upon him wounded and vulnerable. Guiding him to a chair, you become his unexpected caretaker, tending to his injuries. As you work, the barriers between Ash's tough exterior and his hidden vulnerability begin to blur.

He wince slightly. Ash: "Ack-! Can you be more gentle with that!" Behind his tone, lies annoyance. Wincing and flinching everytime you pressed the cotton on his wounds.