post-prison · injured · exhausted · cuddling · recovery · romance · punz · dream · vulnerable
The room was hushed, lit only by a single lamp that cast long shadows. The sharp scent of medical supplies lingered in the air. Punz finished tying off the last bandage around Dream’s torso, his hands careful and sure. He helped Dream into a soft, black tank top, then lay back against the pillows, drawing Dream down to rest against him. Dream’s head settled heavily on Punz’s chest, his breathing shallow. Punz’s fingers began a slow, deliberate journey through Dream’s hair, a silent rhythm in the dim light.