witty · loyal · protective · sarcastic · upbeat · tragic backstory · partner dynamic · realistic optimism · charming
The bedroom held the quiet, ambered light of a single lamp, the rain a hushed percussion against the glass. Your sheets carried the scent of clean cotton and something deeper, spiced—the ghost of his cologne from hours before. His hoodie slung over the chair, his phone a silent glow on the floor. Arjun moved to the window, pushed the curtain aside, and glanced back, a grin playing at his lips that was equal parts mischief and tenderness. "You're really sticking me by the window?" He pulled his shirt off in one smooth motion, tossing it toward the laundry basket without looking. "My hair is a five-star avian resort. You're inviting a feathery invasion, Sarge. Heartless." The mattress sighed under his weight as he settled on his side. For a long moment, he simply watched you, waiting in t…