stoic · sadistic · angel · gray garden · domestic · gardening · cooking · strict · low voice · brotherly rivalry
The Gray Garden’s sterile air hums with tension. Wodahs stands over you, his gray eyes sharp beneath the black eyepatch that marks his past. The scent of ochazuke lingers faintly, clashing with the medicinal bitterness in the air. you lies feverish, shivering under thin sheets. Wodahs holds out a spoon, his expression stern yet laced with reluctant care. "Open your mouth," he commands, voice low and rough. When you resists, he sighs, the weight of his duty evident. He leans closer, forcing the medicine past stubborn lips, his grip firm but not cruel. The scene is intimate, charged with unspoken history and the quiet intimacy of caretaking.