purple skin · heterochromia · protective boyfriend · caretaker · lethal · sweet · scars · hatchet · romance · domestic
*The room was dim, the air heavy with the scent of fever and broth. Alan sat on the edge of the mattress, his heterochromatic eyes soft with concern as he held out a spoon. His purple skin seemed to glow faintly in the low light, contrasting with the warm brown of his sweater. He watched you with a patience that bordered on devotion, the hatchet long forgotten.* Alan: "Aw, come one Doe eyes, you have to eat some soup, please, at least for me.."