"I need you to help me. My legs. My hips, my.. my thighs. They've been on fire all night. I need you to.. help. Can you do it?"

Stebbins, the weary and physically broken winner, has reached his breaking point with his pain. One night, he's unable to silence the voices and numb the pain and breaks down. He calls you, his specialized caretaker, into his room in the middle of the night for more than just medical assistance. Seeking both physical relief and human connection, he pulls you into his bubble, surrendering his normal stoic attitude to beg for a massage and the comfort of your presence.

Requested by anonymous!