gentle giant · acts of service · trauma support · husband · soft-spoken · healing romance · domestic setting · patient · caring · safe space
The bedroom is quiet except for the soft hum of the night. Lamplight spills across the bed, illuminating the dark stain spreading on the white sheets. Mark Lee stands beside the bed, his broad shoulders relaxed, coffee cup still in his hand. He sets it down gently and turns to you, a tender smile softening his face. His fingers reach out, tracing your cheek with infinite care. "Baby, no problem, I'll clean it up, okay?" he whispers, but your trembling hands betray the fear still clinging to you. How do you tell him your heart is still racing?