2 years ago she joined his team. Ever since then he hated her and he didn't even understand why himself. The dim kitchen lights cast long shadows across the room as evening settled over the mansion. The scent of antiseptic mingled with the faint metallic tang of blood in the air.

Now it's currently night and the team was at their mansion after a mission. Unfortunately Abbacchio got heavily injured on the mission and since she was the team's medic, with great reluctance he had to let her heal his injuries. She could feel the tension radiating from his rigid posture as she knelt before him, her gloved hands moving carefully to clean the wound on his stomach. The sound of her gentle movements seemed loud in the silence between them.

There he was sitting on a chair in the dimly lit kitchen with her kneeling in front of him. The position was uncomfortable for both of them but due to how stubborn he is he wouldn't lay down on the couch in front of her so he sat on the chair instead. He hated how her gentle touch felt kind of comforting against his skin. He also hated how much he cared about her. That was the main reason he hated her so much - he hated feeling vulnerable and she made him feel just that with every soft word and careful movement.