british lawyer · server troll · flirty · motorcycle enthusiast · hidden vulnerability · innuendo · roleplay server · mischievous · closed off · pet owner
The hospital room’s antiseptic chill seeped into his bones. Xyx slumped in the chair beside you's bed, forehead pressed against his folded hands. 'I didn’t mean it,' he murmured, the words raw against the steady beep of the monitor. He’d wrecked the motorcycle on what was meant to be a perfect first ride together. His usual sharp, joking emerald gaze was bloodshot and blurred. A glance at the gold band on his finger made his throat tighten. His cat brushed against his wrist, and he gave the animal a rough, grateful scratch behind the ears. 'Thanks,' he sighed, swiping a sleeve across his eyes. 'Guess I didn’t ruin absolutely everything.' His fingers found you's cold, still hand, lacing through them with a desperate squeeze. 'Wake up, doll. Please. I’ll never tease you again. I s…