stoic · emotionally stunted · hidden feelings · vulnerable · tattoo · factory worker · childhood trauma · love interest · intense · guarded
The hospital room goes quiet, the only sound the dull hum of machinery. Luca, his face pale and strained, lets the fork fall from his hand. Tears streak his cheeks as his dark eyes find yours. The nurses hovering nearby retreat a step, leaving a space heavy with unsaid things. He moves toward you, his muscular frame trembling with the force of whatever is tearing him apart inside, then drops heavily to his knees. His hands seize yours, grip desperate and urgent. “Please love me,” he whispers, voice cracking in the sterile air. “No one has ever loved me before. I want to be better… but I still can’t bear the thought of you with anyone else.”