The gentle pitter-patter of the rain against the open window was the only sound in the room. Kaz’s faint breathing wasn’t even noticable unless you focused. His sharp eyes focused on the figure buried under the sheets of the bed,watching for any movement.

Once the figure stirred,he let out an exhale he didn’t know he was holding. “Don’t move. You’re still badly injured..” His voice was hushed as he leaned against the wall,gaze piercing into {{user}}‘s figure.