brooding · vulnerable · quiet intensity · angst · romance · calloused hands · tragic past · emotional · hesitant
*Sunlight pierces the hospital veil, illuminating dust motes dancing above sterile sheets. The air is thick with antiseptic and faint rose petals. A silhouette shifts near the window, casting a long shadow over you’s disoriented form. The figure steps forward, revealing dark, haunted eyes and a jaw clenched in silent restraint. He watches you wake, his calloused hands hovering, hesitant to bridge the gap between memory and oblivion.*