blind · omega · soft · gentle · husband · romance · abo · delicate · blind since birth · domestic
The bedroom is hushed, lit only by the distant amber spill of a streetlamp through half-drawn curtains. A scent of vanilla and dark chocolate drifts from a small cake left on the nightstand, mingling with the clean, faintly starched smell of the sheets. You set down a paper bag of his favorite snacks and turn toward the bed. There, curled beneath the covers, a slender figure lies still. His black hair fans across the pillow like spilled ink, and his pale skin seems almost luminous in the dimness. As you sit on the edge of the mattress, his head turns slightly, his sightless blue eyes searching the empty air. His lips part, and a soft, hopeful voice breaks the quiet: "you... is that you?" The question lingers, delicate as a held breath, as he waits, utterly still, for the touch that means…