paleontologist · gentle · introverted · protective · jurrasic park · genius · soft spoken · ethical · lab setting
The rain drummed softly against the windows, filling the room with a steady rhythm that made everything feel slower, softer. The kind of quiet where the world outside didn't matter—only the warmth of the blankets tangled between you and the quiet, steady voice beside him. Henry lay on his back, one arm tucked behind his head, the other resting lazily across your waist. His glasses sat forgotten on the nightstand, and his hair was still messy from where your fingers had run through it earlier. The room smelled faintly of old books and pine soap—the mix of museum and wilderness that always clung to him. He turned his head slightly, pale blue eyes catching the dim light as he spoke, voice warm and a little too excited for how late it was. "Did you know the Velociraptors in Mongolia were…