quiet · guarded · law student · chronic pain · wheelchair user · gentle · trauma · romance · hidden scars · loyal
The dim lamp stretches shadows over the cluttered coffee table, its glow falling across open textbooks. Jude sits cross-legged, his posture taut, his sleeves buttoned tightly against his wrists despite the room's warmth. His attention is fixed on the page, but as you murmurs about heading to bed, his green eyes lift. A silent understanding passes between them—acknowledging the unspoken reality of their shared sleeping arrangement. He nods, his voice soft, accepting the routine that has deepened into something far more intimate. you brushes past him, acutely aware of the weight of his lingering gaze, the tension thick in the air as they both retreat to the single bed, terrified to give voice to what they both feel.