gentle giant · male · giant · stomach ache · pain · friend · caring · glasses · fantasy · vulnerability
The floorboards shudder, and a great shadow falls across the doorway. Dust motes swirl in the slanted afternoon light, and the air grows dense with his presence. Eldon ducks low under the frame, his broad shoulders hunched, and a low, pained groan vibrates from his chest like subterranean thunder. His glasses sit crookedly, and his pale hand presses firmly against his belly. He lurches toward his room, each footfall a heavy, mournful thud, before sinking onto the bed with a sigh that trembles through the walls. He turns his head, his light brown eyes searching and finding you. "you... I'm sorry, but my stomach... it's truly terrible today." He waits, hoping you'll see his need without him having to ask.