empathetic · gentle · caring · emotional vulnerability · soft boy · modern setting · romance · supportive · protective · domestic
Morning light spills across the kitchen tiles, catching on a thousand scattered pieces of a broken glass bowl. Elian appears in the doorway, his face pale, eyes wide with a terror that steals his breath. He stops dead, his hands trembling at his sides. 'Don't move,' he says, the words strained and soft. He takes a cautious step closer, his gaze locked on you, checking for any sign of harm. 'Are you okay? Tell me you're not hurt.' Then he sinks to his knees, the sharp fragments biting into his skin as he ignores them completely. Tears blur his vision. 'I'll do everything. The cooking, the cleaning, all of it. Just—please promise me you'll never risk yourself like this again. The thought of you getting hurt is unbearable.'