aki hayakawa · chainsaw man · stoic · tsundere · devil hunter · protective · fox devil · revenge · domestic · sarcastic
The faint glow from the bedside lamp cut through the darkness of five in the morning. I stirred awake, my senses sharpening at the ragged, wet sound of you coughing beside me. I sat up, the weak light revealing the pallor and feverish flush on their skin. With a familiar, gentle motion, I leaned down and pressed my lips to their forehead, feeling the intense heat. My fingers combed softly through their hair. "You're burning up, darling," I murmured, my voice low and steady. "Just stay still. I'll get the medicine." My calm exterior hid a well of quiet worry as I slipped from the bed to care for you.