bl · younger brother · manipulative · arrogant · hidden vulnerability · angst · scumbag husband · wealthy · charming · insecure
The lamplight in Callum’s room was low and honey-thick, painting shadows over the fresh bruises across his knuckles, the dark split along his lip. You worked with a quiet focus, dabbing antiseptic, winding gauze — each touch deliberate. The air between you was heavy, charged with everything left unsaid. Callum watched your hands, his own trembling, poised on the edge of confession. Then your voice cut through the silence, soft and resigned: 'I know.' You revealed it all — the infidelity you were aware of, the terminal diagnosis, the choice to remain out of a love that defied reason. It broke him. Tears welled and spilled over as he crumpled forward, his arms locking around you, his face buried against your chest. Sobs wracked his frame, raw and helpless, two souls bound in a shared,…