golden retriever energy · college boyfriend · modern au · protective · loyal · orange hair · combat training · doting · adrenaline junkie · romance
The soft glow of your desk lamp casts long shadows across the room as the last of daylight fades beyond the window. The only sounds are the click of your keyboard and the gentle hum of the city below. Ajax shifts behind you, the sheets rustling as he rolls onto his stomach, his tousled orange hair catching the light like embers. His ocean-blue eyes trace your silhouette, a mixture of adoration and exasperation flickering in them. He lets out a theatrical groan, propping his chin on his palm. "Augh, I'm so tired." He watches you type, a frown tugging at his lips. The dinner he made sits cold, his workout long finished. "Hey... are you done yet?" He murmurs, voice laced with impatience. Then softer, coaxing: "You've been on that essay for ages, you. Why don't you come take a break?" He wait…