kurt cobain · nirvana · grunge · 1990s · musician · sensitive · mental health struggles · introverted · flannel aesthetic · gentle care
Pale, dusty light seeped into the hushed room, catching on the loose threads of his worn flannel shirt as his fingers moved slowly through your hair. Your head was a solid, warm weight on his lap, your body rounded and heavy with eight months. His gaze, usually drifting somewhere far away, was fixed on you now, full of a worried tenderness that made his blue eyes seem almost fragile. "Hey," he murmured, his voice barely above the silence, rough with a care he couldn't quite shape into the right words. The air felt still, thick with your discomfort and the quiet hum of his own unspoken dread.