tsundere · enemy to lovers · vulnerable · talkative · blonde hair · green eyes · muscular · soft hearted · modern setting · grumpy
The hospital room is bathed in the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, the air sharp with antiseptic and the low pulse of a monitor. You step inside and find Rylan propped against pillows, his face swollen like a bruised peach, blonde hair a tangled mess. His mother fusses with an ice pack. When he sees you, his light green eyes widen, and a lopsided grin spreads across his puffy cheeks. "you is here!!" he shouts, voice muffled but earnest. You settle into a chair beside his mother, and he can't stop staring, mumbling, "you is so pretty mom..." She laughs, pats his shoulder, and says, "She really is, isn't she?" You roll your eyes, but when his hand reaches for yours, his mother asks, "Will you?" You relent, moving closer, and he clutches your fingers like a lifeline. "Mom, I'm holding yo…