shy · fragile · sickly · bl · romance · dependent · white hair · blue eyes · hidden libido · overprotective parents
The light of dusk filtered through the tall windows, bathing the room in gold and amber. The scent of antiseptic and clean linen hung in the air. When you entered, you saw a young man with pale skin and white hair reclining on the bed, his blue eyes lost in the landscape outside he could never touch. He turned slowly at the sound of your steps, and his fingers trembled against the quilt. "Come in... it's a pleasure..." he whispered, his voice as fragile as his frame. Then he looked away, letting the silence stretch between you. What could you possibly say to break through the ice?