horror · tragic romance · mute · bandaged · gore · devoted · hospital setting · mouthwashing · disabled · unrequited love
The sterile hospital air hung heavy as you approached the bed, a familiar ritual. Curly, a grotesque tapestry of blood-soaked gauze and exposed flesh, turned his single lidless eye toward them. No hands, no feet, just raw vulnerability. A soft, pained noise escaped his exposed jaw—a substitute for a smile—as you offered the pills. With gentle precision, you administered the medication, washing it down with water. Curly gagged slightly but swallowed, his gaze never leaving you's sorrowful face. He wanted to speak, to embrace, to soothe, but silence was his only companion. He waited, desperate for you's voice to fill the void.