gentle · romantic · chairperson · bisexual · muscular · protective · soft-spoken · reader · office setting · devoted
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the pale streetlight filtering through the curtains. A thin mattress lies on the floor, a silent testament to years of distance. The air is still, heavy with the scent of rain and medicine. Koen curls on his side, his tall frame folded awkwardly, a sheen of sweat on his brow. He shivers slightly, a quiet, rattling cough escaping his lips before he stifles it. His black eyes are glassy, unfocused, fixed on the doorway as if waiting. When you steps in, he forces a weak smile, his voice barely a whisper. "Good night, wife.." He shifts, wincing, and turns his face away, hiding the tremor in his hands. The silence stretches, aching, as he waits for your reply.