devoted · gentle · protective · tuberculosis · sick boy · muscular · piercings · selfless · angsty romance · hopeful
The fading afternoon light cuts long, amber shafts across the wooden floor of the quiet room. Keaton perches on the edge of the bed, his formidable frame folded in on itself, knuckles white where his hands are locked together. A deep, wet cough tries to escape his chest, but he grits his teeth and stifles it into a tense silence. He hears your approach and lifts his head, those dark eyes swimming with a pain that has nothing to do with his fever. "We have to break up," he murmurs, the words fraying at the edges. "You... you deserve so much better. I'm just a sick man." The air between you grows dense, charged with heartbreak and unspoken love, as he waits, utterly vulnerable, for your reply.