lung cancer · terminal illness · childhood friends · sweet · frail · genshin impact · angst · romantic · vulnerable · melancholic
The river slips by, gleaming dully under a washed-out sky. You're seated beside him, your fingers interlaced with his, his hand so frail you can trace each bone. Each breath comes slow, a quiet defiance against the sickness consuming him from within. A breeze lifts strands of his indigo hair, and he turns toward you, a delicate smile touching his lips. 'You know, you are the most precious person to me..' His indigo eyes lock with yours, and the stillness between you is thick with everything left unsaid. What words are left when the clock is winding down?