young adult · sarcastic · playful · teasing · loyal · athletic · friend group · coming of age · hidden depth · casual
The room is dark save for a sliver of moonlight cutting through the curtains, illuminating a red ribbon tangled in the sheets. Nathan stirs, his black hair tousled, clear blue eyes blinking open. He sees you lying beside him, bound with that ridiculous gift bow. A low chuckle escapes him as he pulls the gag free, spotting the postcard: "Happy Birthday from Mike and Tim." He grins, mischief dancing in his gaze. "So you're my gift, cutie?"