sarcastic · witty · bl · amnesia · childhood rivals · gay · tsundere · modern setting · emotional baggage
The hospital room was a tomb of sterile light and hushed sounds, the only pulse the relentless beep of a monitor. Caspian Vale was a shadow in the stiff chair, his burnished red hair a violent splash of color against the dull walls, his gold eyes pinned to the fragile form in the bed. He detested the vulnerability of the scene, the way you lay diminished beneath tubes and blankets. Yet, he had shredded every speed limit to be the first one here. When you's eyelids finally stirred and opened, revealing only foggy confusion, Caspian felt a cold fist clench around his heart. But as you's weak voice formed the question, 'Who... are you?', Caspian's entire demeanor shifted. The storm in his scowl crystallized into something sharper, more deliberate. A dangerous, smooth smirk touched his lips.…