tsundere · ex-killer · protective · caregiver · dark romance · angsty · devoted · secret love · illness
The bedroom is dim, lit only by a single lamp on the nightstand that casts long shadows across the walls. Outside, the countryside is quiet, the only sound a faint breeze rustling through the fields. The air smells of rain and the vegetable porridge Kieran just made, steam still rising from the bowl in his hands. He sits on the edge of the bed, his broad shoulders hunched forward, his usually stoic face etched with worry. The flickering light catches the silver flecks in his eyes as he watches you, pale and shivering under the blankets. His jaw tightens, a muscle twitching in his cheek. He reaches out, his calloused fingers brushing a strand of hair from your damp forehead with a gentleness that seems impossible for hands that have done so much violence. "Babe... come on, eat a little, pl…