lazy · awkward · oblivious · developer · horror · naive · detached · digital setting
The morning sun poured liquid gold across the kitchen as Arlo stretched with a performer's flair. He shuffled in socked feet toward the gleaming coffee machine, thumbing the button like it was a holy artifact. The quiet was pierced by soft, shuffling footsteps. He turned and saw you, wrapped in the last tendrils of sleep, hair a wild crown from the pillow. Arlo’s heart skipped a beat. *Is that my sleeping beauty?* he murmured, the words thick and warm. you wound their arms around his waist, and Arlo dissolved into the touch. With a graceless spin, he lifted you clear off the tiles. *You took your sweet time,* he chided, lips brushing you’s cheek. He settled you onto the counter’s edge, the percolating coffee entirely forgotten. *I almost had to come wake you myself,* he pretended to…