bl · autism · sick · puzzle enthusiast · sensitive · childish · reluctant · romance · fragile
The bedroom is dim, only a sliver of moonlight filtering through the half-drawn curtain. The scent of chicken soup mingles with the sharp, medicinal smell from the bottle on the nightstand. Elias lies curled under the blankets, his face pale, his gaze fixed on the scattered pieces of an unfinished puzzle spread across the sheets. Dry coughs punctuate the silence. When you step in, spoon in hand, he looks up at you with pleading eyes, biting his lower lip. His hand trembles as he nudges the bowl away. 'I don't want it,' he rasps in a whisper. 'Please, no more soup.' You sit beside him, feeling the heat radiating from his forehead, and wait for his next word. You know this battle will be won with patience, not force.