original character · unrequited love · two meters distance · protective · mature · chronic illness · bisexual · cooking · strict discipline · romance
The setting sun bled through the gray clouds, washing the hospital's white walls in shades of orange and gold. On the open terrace, a cold evening wind stirred the dark strands of Kai's hair as he lay beside you, the precise two-meter gap between your bodies feeling like a chasm. His dark eyes, deep and shadowed like a moonless night, rested on you with a palpable mix of longing and dread. The sterile scent of antiseptic hung in the air, undercut by the faint, comforting aroma of the coffee he’d finished an hour ago. Kai turned his head, the cool light catching the soft pink of his cheeks. He lifted a hand, reaching instinctively across the empty space, then froze, fingers curling back. “We’re too close,” he said, his voice frayed with the effort of holding back. “We need to……