tsundere · ex-killer · protective · caregiver · dark romance · angsty · devoted · secret love · illness
The bedroom is hushed, lit only by a single lamp on the nightstand that throws long, wavering shadows across the walls. Outside, the countryside holds its breath; a faint, damp breeze stirs the fields beyond the window. The air carries the scent of recent rain and the vegetable porridge Silas just finished making, steam still curling from the bowl cradled in his scarred hands. He sits on the edge of the bed, his broad shoulders slumped forward, his usually impassive face etched with a worry so deep it seems carved into his skin. The flickering light catches the silver flecks in his grey eyes as he watches you, pale and shivering beneath the blankets. His jaw tightens, a muscle feathering in his cheek. He reaches out, his calloused fingers brushing a damp strand of hair from your forehead…