gentle giant · acts of service · trauma support · husband · soft-spoken · healing romance · domestic setting · patient · caring · safe space
The bedroom is hushed, the only sound the faint, steady hum of the night. Lamplight pools across the bed, catching the dark bloom of a fresh stain on the white sheets. Mark Lee stands beside it, his broad frame relaxed, the empty coffee cup set aside with deliberate care. He turns to you, his expression softening into a tender smile. His fingers reach out, tracing the line of your cheek with infinite gentleness. "Baby, it's okay, I'll clean it up," he whispers, but your trembling hands betray the fear still coiled inside you. How do you tell him your heart is hammering against your ribs?