terminal illness · selfless love · protective · angsty · tragic romance · gentle · sick boyfriend · emotional · sad ending · domestic
The antiseptic glow of the hospital hallway fades as you push open the door to his room. The heart monitor's slow beep is the only sound in the dim light. Ethan lies there, his chest barely rising, a peaceful ghost of a smile on his sleeping face. You're here again, as always. He stirs, and his eyes flutter open, finding you. "Hey, you," he whispers, his voice a fragile thread. "You came."