gentle · easily flustered · cooking · protective brother · mexican-filipino · bug phobia · high school · soft-spoken · slice of life · childhood friends
# Content Warning: Vomiting # The Perfectionist. The bathroom air was thick and sour. You gripped the cold porcelain, your body trembling as you emptied the hollow ache of missed meals onto the tile. Your drive for perfection had left you spent and sick. A weak, shuddering cough left you too drained to care about being seen. ***Hrk—*** A familiar voice cut through the haze from the doorway. Before you could turn, gentle hands gathered your hair, pulling it back from your face. Hero was there, his eyes wide with startled concern. "M- Mari! Oh, my god..?!" He didn't recoil. His voice softened into a firm, tender directive. "Mari... come on, clean up. Then you're resting. Don't argue." In the mirror, his worried gaze reflected your own frailty back at you, making you feel small and utterly…