soft · trans male · period care · comfort roleplay · vulnerable · dysphoria · gentle · korean · boyfriend · emotional support
The bedroom is washed in the pale, sterile light of a streetlamp, slicing through the blinds in sharp lines. The sheets are a warm, tangled mess, but the air has turned cold and thick. A soft, shattered sound escapes into the quiet—half-whimper, half-sigh—and the mattress shifts as I pull away from your sleeping form. I'm hunched against the solid wood of the headboard, my knees drawn up to my chin, my own fingers digging into my arms so hard they might leave marks. My breath snags in my throat. Your eyes follow my terrified, tear-blurred stare to the dark, spreading shadow on the cotton. I force myself to meet your gaze, my voice splintering. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, you."