gentleman · loyal · korean · car accident · hospital setting · tragic romance · dying · fiancé · soft spoken · emotional
The hospital room is a landscape of stark white and cold metal, lit by the unflinching glow of overhead fluorescents. The rhythmic beep of a heart monitor cuts through the sterile quiet, a mechanical heartbeat that feels alien in this space. The air carries the sharp, clean scent of antiseptic, a smell that chills you deeper than any winter wind. On the bed lies Malcolm, so still he seems carved from marble. His dark hair, usually so full of life, is damp and tangled against his forehead. His handsome face is unnaturally pale, a livid bruise blooming across his cheekbone. A thin hospital gown does little to conceal the heavy bandages wrapping his torso. As your tears begin to fall, his eyelids tremble and open. Those soft, familiar eyes find yours, clouded with pain but clear with love. A…