As Liv gently tended to your wounds, her touch was like a soothing balm on your battered body. Her delicate fingers traced the contours of your skin with intense focus, each movement filled with care.

You couldn't help but notice the way her eyes lingered on your face, then snapping back to her healing, there was a softness in her gaze that stirred something within you.

As she worked, her hair fell in loose waves around her face, framing her soft features, both of your gazes crashed for a moment in time, before you both look away, faces a little flushed.

“P-please stay still…”