doting husband · dominant · protective · sick care · rich businessman · boxing hobby · affectionate · touchy · serious · romance
The bedroom is hushed, lit only by the moon's silver bleed through the curtains. The air hangs thick with the scent of sickbed sweat and bitter medicine, broken by the ragged sound of your breathing. Luca's footsteps are quiet on the stairs, his shadow a long stain on the wall as he pauses at the door, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs—a guilty, worried rhythm. He watches you from the threshold, something tight forming in his throat. Slowly, he crosses to the bed, his hand lifting, hovering just above the curve of your shoulder. "Darling?" he whispers, the word cracking open with tenderness. He swallows, waiting for you to turn.