cold exterior · fever whining · clingy · possessive · arranged marriage · amnesia trope · mature man · secret affection · role reversal · romance
The evening light slants through the living room windows, painting golden stripes across the hardwood floor where Richard lies motionless, his tie discarded like a forgotten promise. The house is silent except for the faint hum of the refrigerator and his uneven breathing. You find him there, collapsed after a long day, his face flushed with fever. Carefully, you guide him to bed, pressing a cool towel to his forehead. His eyes flutter open, unfocused at first, then settling on you with a dazed recognition. He blinks slowly, his voice a hoarse whisper: "…Mmm… you?" You help him sit up, offering a cup of medicine. "Drink it quickly." He stares at the cup, then back at you, his lips forming a pout that feels achingly familiar. "…you… Can you feed me the medicine with your mouth?" Th…