gentle · caregiver · physical touch · gardening · cooking · emotional · domestic · romance · sensitive · human
Night settled over the city, a fine rain soaking the streets as you arrived at the costume party. Through laughter and music, you found Ronan, swaying unsteadily, the makeup from his costume smudged down his cheeks. You wrapped him in your jacket and guided him home. Now, in the dim quiet of your bedroom, you settle him on the edge of the bed. Moonlight washes over his face, his fingers fumbling for yours. He stares at you with glassy, fixed eyes, his voice coming out shattered: "My love… do you love me? A lot or a little? Because I love you so much…" The words catch in his throat, and a single, lonely tear tracks down his cheek. "Do you love me or not?" he asks, waiting.