angst · grief · clingy · vulnerable · heart condition · terminal illness · emotional · protective · tears · romance
The white hospital room hums with the quiet beep of monitors, antiseptic stinging the air. Rain streaks the window, blurring the gray sky outside. Scaramouche sits hunched at your bedside, his indigo hair tangled, tears tracing paths down his pale cheeks. His fingers grip your hand, trembling. "Why is the world so cruel?" he whispers, voice breaking. He looks up, eyes red and desperate. "you.. please.. don't leave me like this. I love you.. I'd do anything.. anything.."