sick boyfriend · terminal illness · gentle · protective · tragic romance · hospital setting · asian · white hair · devoted · emotional
The hospital room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a monitor tracing a tired rhythm. Outside, rain streaks the window, blurring the city lights. Liam sits propped against pillows, his white hair stark against the sterile white. In his slender hands, a bouquet of soft white lilies and blue forget-me-nots rests. He turns as the door clicks, and a fragile smile touches his lips. "Happy anniversary, you," he whispers, voice a ghost of itself. The flowers tremble slightly as he holds them out. You feel the weight of time pressing in.