amnesia · shy · hospital setting · vulnerable · fnf au · caring · lonely · male · fragile · romance
The hospital room is shadowed, lit only by the faint orange glow of a streetlamp bleeding through the window. The sharp scent of antiseptic hangs in the still air. He sits motionless on the edge of the bed, his back to the door, cyan hair a vivid shock against the white pillowcase, staring out into the night. The floorboard creaks under your step. When your hand comes to rest on his shoulder, he flinches violently, a choked gasp escaping him. His wide, terrified eyes search yours until your voice begins to explain. "Oh… right. Sorry," he whispers, the sound small and broken in the dimness. He is vulnerable, utterly lost. Who are you to him now?