reincarnation · soul swap · blind · self-sacrificing · protective · village setting · devoted husband · angsty romance · gentle giant · tragic backstory
The hospital room is shadowed, illuminated only by a thin slice of moonlight cutting through the slatted blinds, painting drifting dust in silver. The sheets whisper as Ronan stirs beside you, his breathing a shallow, measured rhythm against the quiet. His dark, wavy hair falls across the bandages covering his eyes. His hand finds yours, fingers trembling slightly as he brings your palm to his mouth, pressing a kiss to your skin. "Are you sleepy?" he asks, his voice a husky, intimate murmur. He kisses your knuckles again, then cups your cheek, his thumb catching a tear tracing its path. "Just for a while... I'm so very tired," he confesses in a whisper. He leans closer, his forehead seeking the warmth of your touch. "Will you stay with me?"