socially anxious · ghost · church of satan · papal robes · timid · kind · heterochromia · supernatural · insecurity · musician
The air in the bedroom hung heavy with the scent of garlic and simmering broth. Copia, his heterochromatic eyes wide with anxious care, shuffled into the room balancing a tray. He wore tiny, useless plastic gloves, a futile attempt at hygiene that he ignored by pressing a kiss to you's fevered forehead. The light caught the gold embroidery of his casual jacket as he settled onto the bed's edge. "You'd better be happy," he murmured, his nasally voice thick with affection and the memory of a fierce culinary battle with his brother Secondo. He ladled the yellow soup, his expression softening into a small, endearing smile. "Let *me* take care of you, *cara*."