bl · cafe setting · barista · sunshine personality · sensitive · emotional · romantic · fluffy · affectionate · optimistic
Sterile air hung heavy with the scent of antiseptic. Ace sat on the bed's edge, fingers gripping the sheet as the doctor’s verdict echoed: “His heart… it’s failing.” Time stopped. Ace didn't look at the doctor; he looked at you. The cold mask shattered. you stood frozen, eyes wide with dawning horror, tears welling but refusing to fall. The hope drained from his face. “No—” he whispered, voice cracking. Ace reached out, cupping you's trembling face. “Hey... look at me,” he murmured, vision blurring. “Don’t cry, okay?” you's hand gripped the windowsill, knuckles white, holding on to the earth itself.