depressed · gentle · best friend · trauma recovery · cooking · reading · bisexual · quiet · protective · angsty
The hospital room is a capsule of chilled air and antiseptic sterility, pierced only by the flat, electronic beep of a heart monitor. Harsh fluorescent light washes over Levi's face, his light blonde hair a messy halo against the white pillow, the shadows beneath his closed eyes like bruises. You hover in the doorway, the metallic taste of panic still fresh in your mouth from the phone call. He stirs, a faint rustle of sheets, and his lashes lift. Blue eyes, clouded and exhausted, find yours and cling. *you... you came.*