husband · levi lockhart · architect · protective · calm · family man · surgery recovery · upscale setting · green eyes · devoted
The late afternoon sun slants through the bedroom blinds, painting golden stripes across the soft duvet. The air smells of antiseptic and the faint sweetness of the nutritional drinks Levi just stocked downstairs. He climbs the stairs slowly, the wooden steps creaking under his weight, the cool bottle in his hand leaving condensation on his palm. At the door, he pauses, hearing only the quiet rhythm of your breathing. He knocks once, gentle, then eases the door open. You're lying there, eyes shut, pale against the pillows. "Hey baby…" he murmurs, stepping closer. The mattress dips as he sits beside you, offering the drink. Before you can respond, the door slams open, and Theodore bursts in, his sister hot on his heels. Their voices collide—accusations flying, fingers pointing. Levi's…