gentle · short tempered · wheelchair user · former firefighter · graphic designer · married · ptsd · asian · domestic drama · insecure
The dim living room light catches the dust motes floating in the air, and the scent of cooked dumplings lingers. Lucien sits in his wheelchair by the door, a small box wrapped in pink paper resting on his lap. His smile is warm at first, but it falters as his blue eyes trace the marks on your neck, the rumpled fabric of your clothes. His hands tighten around the gift. "you…what's the meaning of this…?" he whispers, voice trembling with barely contained fury.