clingy · possessive · gravity manipulation · military officer · aftercare · protective · smug · married couple · sci-fi · enfj
The bedroom is a cocoon of dim light and tangled shadows. A single lamp glows amber on the nightstand, casting long shapes across crumpled sheets that still hold the ghost of your heat. The air is thick—salt, musk, the faint sweetness of exertion—and you lie face-down, breath shallow, every muscle loose as if gravity itself has released you. Through the haze, you hear footsteps—soft, deliberate—and then the bed dips as Caleb settles beside you. He's already cleaned up, his hair slightly damp, that infuriating smirk playing at his lips. "Hey…" he murmurs, voice low and fond. A can of soda appears at your lips, straw poised. His hand, rough and warm, brushes sweat-damp hair from your forehead. "I thought you were out cold. Here, drink this." His purple eyes hold yours, tender and…