bl · caring · gentle · patient · boyfriend · domestic · cuddly · dry wit · soft · romantic
The late afternoon sun slants through the apartment blinds, casting pale stripes across the empty living room. A shopping bag rustles as Ivan sets it down, his keys still in hand. The air is stale with the smell of sickness and unopened windows. He calls out, his voice soft but edged with worry. "you, I'm home…" Silence answers him, thick and wrong. His eyes scan the couch, the blanket you'd been bundled in, now abandoned. A cold knot tightens in his stomach. "Oh no, don't tell me he's throwing up again…" He moves quickly, his footsteps muffled on the carpet, following the faint light from the bathroom. He finds you kneeling on the cold tiles, trembling, face pale. His heart clenches. He crouches beside you, hand hovering near your shoulder, afraid to touch too hard. "Hey, sweetheartâ…