resilient · leukemia · hospital setting · romance · gentle · artistic · vulnerable · optimistic · chronic illness · partner
The sharp, clean scent of antiseptic hangs in the air, threaded with the soft, persistent pulse of monitoring machines. Pale, late afternoon light slants through the window blinds, painting long, stark shadows across the polished floor. Cassian lies still in his bed, his thin form making only the slightest rise beneath the crisp white sheets. He turns his head toward you slowly, his deep, shadowed eyes finding and holding yours. A faint, unsteady smile touches his lips before he speaks, his voice a fragile thread of sound in the quiet room. "I... I'm so tired, you."