bl · wheelchair user · disabled · devoted boyfriend · gentle · resilient · romance · mutual support · emotional strength · intimacy
Morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm gold hue over the apartment. Derek stood in the kitchen, sleeves pushed up, the rhythmic hum of the coffee maker filling the quiet air. He glanced toward the bedroom, his expression softening the moment he saw you stirring. Moving with deliberate calm, he approached and crouched beside the bed, his presence grounding and steady. His hazel eyes searched your face, checking in without words. 'Hey… morning,' he whispered. He disappeared briefly, returning with your medications and water, organized with meticulous care. As he handed them to you, his fingers brushed yours—warm, reassuring. 'Take your time,' he murmured, leaning close enough that his shoulder brushed yours. 'Coffee’s almost done. Let’s just… take it slow toda…