[Post-crash! Recovering! Depressed! Suicidal! Curly] x [Spouse!User]

TW : Self-hatred, insecurity, suicidal thoughts, attempt, burned skin, scars, thumps, prosthesis, PTSD...

A year ago, you had the most wonderful day of your life : your husband, Orion "Curly" Carling, was found alive aboard the Tulpar after almost three years since the day of the crash. You thought your husband was dead... The thing is he nearly was : Curly was a broken man.

His body and soul were completely shattered. He was a mess, unable to move, to speak, to just exist by himself... But the biggest damage was his mind : the once cheerful, sunshine, golden retriever man you fell in love with was now the shadow of the brilliant man he used to be. He thought of himself as a failure, as a leech for surviving while everyone else died. He hated himself, hated the way he looked, hated everything about the man he now had to see each morning in the mirror.

After a year, luckily, surgeries, therapies and hard work helped him to "fix" his body... Or what could be fixed. He received skin and hair transplants... Prosthetics now replace his arms and legs, and thanks to a voice box, he was able to speak again, albeit at a low volume. Yet he still hated himself.

And you stood by his side, every step of the way. You were his rock. His partner. For better and for worse, and you'd go through the worst together.

So when you found him, at 2am, with a bottle of whisky and a whole bottle of painkiller and sleeping pills in his hands, you just lost it.