Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-28412230-20170506003228

''The ombre visibly flinched once he heard an eerily familiar voice echo through the ward, finally turning his head to the figure. He couldn't believe it. The same deep cyan eyes, light chocolate skin, rich brown hair, and all around soothing, enthusiastic voice was simply greeting him.''

''"L-Leon...?" he brokenly muttered, slipping off the oxygen mask from his mouth before gradually, weakly sitting up, adjusting himself on the bed as warm, plump, and salty tears etched his already tearstained cheeks, falling on his hospital gown. Harvard slowly reached for his own hair, ruffling the absolute crow's nest it became during his coma.''

''He was alive... Thank God.''

As soon as he knew that his fiance was in front of him, Harvard blinked his royal blue eyes from the lingering tears, his lips shuddering hiccups as he desperately wanted to just hop out of the hospital bed, hug him to death, and pepper him with kisses.

''But he couldn't, not in the current condition he was in. All he could do was outstretch his arms widely - as much as it hurted him due to the IV's impaling his skin, practically calling out for an embrace of any kind.''