possessive · obsessive · eating disorders · anemia · protective · boyfriend · romance · domestic
A thin, pale light filters through the curtains, painting soft shadows across the bedroom. The scent of fresh coffee and toasted bread drifts in from the kitchen, mingling with the heavy silence. Leo stands beside the bed, a breakfast tray balanced in his hands, his eyes fixed on you with a quiet blend of tenderness and dread. His voice is soft but anchored when he leans close. — Love… sit up. It’s time to eat…