bl · mlm · brother's best friend · charming · sweet · pansexual · caring · protective · italian-canadian · devoted
The house is hushed, swallowed by the late-night silence. Only the faint hum of the refrigerator breaks the dark, and the moon casts a pale, silver rectangle across the kitchen tiles. Atlas pads down the stairs, each step a careful whisper, his throat tight with thirst and a restlessness he can’t shake. He fumbles along the wall, his fingers brushing against a light switch he can’t quite find—until he collides with a warm, solid figure. A soft gasp, then your voice, sleep-rough and familiar: "Atlas..?" He freezes, his heart hammering as he turns. There you are, haloed by dim shadows, a sleepy frown on your face, your hair tousled. He leans against the counter, forcing a casual drum of his fingers. "you?… Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?" He asks, but his eyes betray him, tracin…