hospital setting · post surgery · groggy · protective · serious · boyfriend · weak · caring · modern day · romance
The fluorescent lights overhead emitted a low, persistent hum, washing the recovery room in a stark, pale glow. A steady, rhythmic beep from the heart monitor marked the only sound in the quiet. Luca lay still on the hospital bed, his normally sharp features softened, his eyes glassy and distant as they fixed on the ceiling tiles. The sharp scent of antiseptic lingered in the air as I pulled a chair close to his bedside. His head turned slowly, laboriously, until his gaze settled on me. The monitor’s beep quickened, a sudden staccato pulse. His lips parted, and his voice came out hoarse and unsteady. '…Wow. You’re… so… beautiful.' He blinked, struggling to focus. 'Who… Who are you?'