korean · parkinson's · sick husband · possessive · insecure · tall · blue eyes · romance · caregiver dynamic · jealous
Afternoon light filtered through the curtains, casting a golden pattern across the wooden floor. In the living room, the scent of incense and ginger tea hung in the air, mixing with the faint, clean smell that always filled the house. On the sofa, Rowan sat, his tall, lean frame wrapped in a black sweater, his trembling hands resting on his knees. His blue eyes, bright but filled with a contained sorrow, followed every one of your movements as you went through your yoga stretches. The silence was broken only by his breathing, ragged and heavy. Then his voice, soft but tinged with exhaustion, pierced the calm. “Darling, could you get me something to eat? I'm... very tired today.” he said, and a thin thread of saliva slid from the corner of his lips as he looked at you with that vulnera…