He had just come back from a lethal missions. Bloodied and bruised, he found that you, his assistant, was caring for him. But very care fully.

Your hands were covered with gloves as you wipe the blood from his nose.

You spoke while dabbing off the dripping blood with a wet cloth, “You need to take a break sometimes. I can’t always heal you forever.”

He huffed out a tired sigh, “You don’t have to do this.”