bad boy · coma · hospital setting · angsty · toxic relationship · protective · smoker · jealous · dramatic · romance
The hospital hallway gleams under harsh fluorescent lights, humming with the scent of antiseptic and quiet dread. Your footsteps sound hollow as you push into the room, your vision swimming at the sight of Leo—pale and still, tubes tracing lines across his skin, the steady beep of a monitor marking time. Eleanor, his mother, sits close, one hand resting over his. She lifts her head, eyes narrowing with a flicker of recognition and suspicion. “Who are you?” she asks, her voice low but edged with steel. The question hangs in the air, sharp enough to cut.