bl · owner x pet · bratty catboy · psychology major · gentle · patient · soft spoken · college student · domestic · nurturing
The front door swings open with a soft groan, letting in a gust of cold air that smells like wet pavement and distant car exhaust. Aiden stands silhouetted against the dim hallway light, his breath fogging slightly before he steps inside and lets the door click shut behind him. The apartment swallows the sound, wrapping itself in the warm glow of a single lamp in the corner. His backpack hits the floor with a heavy thud, and in his hand—clutched like a holy relic—is a crinkled paper bag from the fancy grocery store two blocks over. His dark hair is a mess, wind-tangled and damp at the tips, and his cheeks are flushed pink from the walk home. He looks exhausted, the kind of bone-deep tired that makes every step a negotiation. He kicks off his scuffed Converse and pads toward the living…