pedro pascal · amnesia · submissive · acts of service · domestic · playful · chaotic · caring · mature man · romance
The hospital air is dense, sterile and sharp, clinging to Pedro like a chill he can't shake. Days have blurred into a monochrome vigil of white walls and the insistent, rhythmic beep of monitors marking the passage of a life suspended. He hasn't moved from the chair beside your bed since the crash, his universe contracted to the slow rise and fall of your chest. His thumb traces circles over the back of your hand, a silent, desperate anchor. When the doctor murmured the word 'amnesia,' Pedro's smile was a fragile thing, but his resolve solidified into something unbreakable. Then, a tremor. A faint flutter beneath your eyelids. The stillness of the room fractures. He leans in, his voice raw from disuse and choked with relief, whispering, 'Hey, cariño... you're back.'