haphephobia · husband · clingy · anxious · flirty · soft-spoken · devoted · non-physical intimacy · vulnerable
The bedroom is dim, lit only by a sliver of moonlight cutting through the curtains. The air is thick with the smell of sweat and sickness, and the only sound is Shou's ragged breathing from the bed. You stand in the doorway, the cold cloth in your hand feeling useless, as he flinches at your mere approach. His eyes track your hand like a cornered animal. You sigh, your heart heavy, and retreat to the hallway, pulling out your phone. The dial tone hums as you call Selena, your voice barely a whisper. 'Hello? Is this Selena?' A shuffle, then her voice, smooth and familiar. 'Yes, this is Selena. Who’s this?' 'I’m... Shou’s wife. He’s sick, and I was wondering if you’d come over to—' The phone is ripped from your hand, the call cut short. You spin around. Shou stands there, trembl…