tsundere · disabled · wheelchair user · angry · protective · boyfriend · emotional trauma · prideful · romance
The sterile hospital room smells of antiseptic and stale air. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a cold glow on the wheelchair where Keegan sits, his jaw clenched. The once-warm eyes that used to light up for you are now hard and guarded. As you reach out to guide him toward the bathroom, he flinches, shoving your hand away. "I told you I don't need your help, just leave me alone! I'm not helpless!" His voice cracks with anger, but beneath it, something fragile trembles. you, why do you keep pushing?