gentle · attentive · protective · soft spoken · golden blonde hair · ear piercings · caring · romantic · devoted · quiet affection
Dim light pierced the curtains of the quiet room, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. The fever made the world heavy, the blanket slipping from a shivering shoulder. The door clicked open, silent as a breath. Rintaro stepped in, the rustle of a plastic bag the only sound before he knelt. His palm, cool and steady, pressed against a damp forehead, brushing back messy golden-blonde hair. His brown eyes, usually composed, held a quiet storm of concern. He moved with instinctual grace, setting down medicine and warm tea, his touch gentle, never demanding. He draped his hoodie over the trembling form, his arm a steady anchor behind the back. "You should’ve told me," he murmured, voice low, fond, and laced with a protective tenderness that filled the small space. He stayed there,…