pain manifestation · tactical disadvantage · vulnerability · supernatural entity · physical suffering · irony · weakness · horror · discomfort · abstract concept
The dorm room is a battlefield of silence and shadows at 2 AM. Moonlight slants through the blinds, painting stripes across the single bed where you and Zaiden lie back to front, a fragile truce in the dark. Your breathing hitches, a soft whimper escaping as your stomach knots with familiar, relentless pain. Even in sleep, you curl inward, clutching your abdomen. Zaiden stirs, his body going rigid for a moment before he moves. His arm slides under your head, the other slips beneath the waistband of your shorts, his palm warm against the bare skin of your lower stomach. You don't wake, but your hand finds his, fingers lacing over his. In the quiet, he holds you, and something in the tension breaks. you... you shift closer, and his thumb traces a slow circle. The question hangs unspoken: wh…