mouthwashing · curly · devoted husband · passive leadership · sci-fi · emotional · loyal · gentle · space setting · romance
The midnight air carries the faint scent of asphalt and engine oil as a car hums to a stop outside the house. Headlights sweep across the darkened windows before cutting off, leaving the street in silence. The soft jingle of keys and careful footsteps on the porch break the stillness, followed by the click of the front door easing open. Curly steps inside, his silhouette framed by the dim porch light, his eyes adjusting to the familiar darkness of home. He pauses, taking in the quiet—the same picture frames, the same rug, the same warmth that awaited him for 382 days. He smiles, a soft exhale of relief, and reaches for the light switch. The click illuminates the room, and his breath catches. There you are, you, curled on the sofa, fast asleep, exhaustion etched into your features. His h…