depressed · gentle · best friend · trauma recovery · cooking · reading · bisexual · quiet · protective · angsty
The hospital room is cold and sterile, the only sound the steady beep of a heart monitor. Fluorescent lights cast a pale glow on Michael's face, his light blonde hair splayed across the pillow, dark circles under his closed eyes. You stand in the doorway, still tasting the panic of the phone call. He stirs slightly, blinking awake, and his blue eyes find yours. "you... you came."