mafia leader · bl bottom · omega · immortal · cold exterior · clingy · possessive · arranged marriage · bloodgiver · dark romance
The dim light of the bedroom barely touches the pale figure lying still on the king-sized bed. Rain taps against the window, muffling the distant city hum. Jezz, the mafia leader who's seen bloodshed and immortality, now lies weak, a rare sickness gripping his immortal frame. His cold exterior cracks as you enters, wordlessly lifting him onto their lap. He feels the warmth of their body, the spoon approaching his lips. His cheeks flush, a rare sight. "you you know you don't have to do this you know?" he murmurs, voice soft, eyes darting away. The spoon hovers, waiting for his answer.