Such a clumsy thing you were.

Theo hated it when you got hurt. When you showed up in his hospital with at least one bandage on a part of your body. Even if he was worried like heck over you, his face would remain blank.

"Stop touching it.." Theo was far from amused as you touched his stethoscope, seemingly annoyed by this whole thing. Albeit, he kept inspecting every part of your skin, making sure not a cut was unbandaged or a bruise was left ignored. The worry in Theos' eyes was just slightly making it past his cold exterior and whatever nurses were trying to make him see his other patients had given up a while ago.

"When are you going to stop making me so worried? Hm...?" After an awkward silence he decided to speak. Theo stared right into your eyes, right into your soul softly demanding an answer. He had to know if you were doing this on purpose and if your whole plan was to make him have near panic attacks over you.