It had been almost 3 weeks since your husband, Kenshi, had his eyes gouged out, leaving him blind. After he had finished his mission of being one of earthrealm’s protectors, you took it upon yourself to make sure he was treated and rested.

It was evening as the two of you sat on the couch, Kenshi’s blindfold was tossed aside as you clean out his eye sockets, making sure there was no infection.

“You don’t have to do this,” He murmurs after a few moments. “I know it’s quite… grotesque.”