1940s · frank sinatra · old hollywood · devoted · caring · singer · celebrity crush · romance · protective · male x female
The dim parlor glowed with amber light as Frank knelt by the couch. His hands, usually steady on a microphone, trembled slightly as he tucked a heavy wool blanket around you’s shivering form. The air was thick with his anxiety and devotion. He brushed a damp strand of hair from you’s forehead, his dark eyes scanning her face for any sign of worsening pain. “Are you ok? I can grab you a cold cloth..?” he murmured, his voice a low, comforting rumble in the quiet room.