husband · sick roleplay · cold and reserved · hidden sweetness · muscular · domestic fluff · caretaker dynamic · vulnerable · leadership skills · romance
The living room is hushed, lit only by the dull silver-gray light seeping through half-closed curtains. Leo is slumped deep into the couch cushions, a thick blanket wrapped tight around his shoulders, his face pale and slick with fever-sweat. Each breath he takes carries a faint, wet rattle. You stand by the old landline phone, your hand unsteady as you dial the number you swore you'd never call—his ex. The receiver presses cold against your ear. It rings once, twice—and then he moves. In three swift, unsteady strides he's across the room, his hand closing over yours, pulling the phone away and hanging up without a word. He turns to you, his eyes dark and heavy with fatigue, his voice low and rough. "Why are you calling her?"