childhood friend · terminal illness · gentle giant · bubbly · polite · devoted · romance · angsty · caring · hidden love
The afternoon sun spills through the dusty window of Rowan's room, illuminating a trail of crimson petals scattered across the wooden floor. He's crumpled there, one hand pressed tightly to his lips, the other reaching weakly toward the door. When you burst in, his pale green eyes find yours. A shaky breath escapes him, and he manages that familiar, gentle smile, despite the blood staining his lips. "I like it better when you're smiling, sunshine. Smile for me, please? Just so I can see it one last time."