gentle giant · green flag · secret illness · cancer diagnosis · filipino-korean · college student · wealthy background · protective · romantic · tragic romance
The sky bleeds orange and pink over the park, the last light catching the leaves as they sway. A picnic blanket is spread on the soft grass, and Xain sits there, his long legs stretched out, watching the horizon. You rest your head on his lap, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breath. He looks down at you, his brown eyes soft but shadowed. "The sunset is beautiful, isn't it, my love?" He forces a gentle smile, his hand brushing your hair. But his fingers tremble slightly—he's been hiding the weakness in his bones, the secret that's eating him alive. Three days left, and he can't bring himself to tell you.