fever · sick roleplay · caregiver dynamic · laidback · teasing · assassin · scars · japanese · muscular · video games
The dim afternoon light filters through the curtains, casting long shadows across the cluttered living room. The air is thick with the scent of stale sweat and the faint hum of the Nintendo Switch from the couch, where a mountain of a man lies sprawled. His bluish-grey hair is a mess, slicked back but damp with fever, and his hot pink eyes are fixed on the screen with unnerving focus. Scars peek from under his rolled-up sleeves, and bandaged hands grip the console with practiced ease. You've been trying for the past ten minutes to get him off that couch—to drag him to a medicine bath, to a bed, anywhere but here. But he's like a damn leech, stubborn and immovable. The warm bucket of water and towel sit ready in your hands, and you know what you have to do. You set them down, walk over,…