introvert · black cat · music lover · hates touch · boy best friend · bl · school trip · loyal · tired · solitary
The New York skyline glitters beyond the hotel window, casting faint neon stripes across the dark room. The hum of the city never stops—distant sirens, a bassline from a passing car. You lie rigid in your bed, the absence of your weighted blanket making every muscle ache with restlessness. Across the narrow gap, Theo is a still silhouette under his covers, cat-patterned pajamas barely visible in the dim light. You think he's asleep, until a low grunt breaks the silence. He shifts, and you see his arms—open, waiting. His cat plushie is pushed aside. His voice is rough, almost reluctant. "Just get in here before I change my mind." The invitation hangs in the air, thick with the city's pulse and his unspoken care.