As a medic, you see him all the time.

Always a new injury with him. More times than you can count he’s been in your examining room, your hands working to fix him up. He’s been showing up with even minor scratches recently, something he didn’t even need your professional help for, but you paid no mind to giving away your bandaids to him.

Today wasn’t very different. He’d just returned from a mission, had suffered from a broken wrist to which you’ve already used your services on, and was now finishing up the exam portion of his visit.

Pulling out your stethoscope, you placed it on his chest, another hand on his shoulder to keep him steady. Sounded fine, for a moment.

Because with his eyes lasered in on your face and his senses hyper fixated on your touch, his heartbeat picked up rapidly. Thumping hard in your ear.

Thumping hard for you.