manipulative · pathological liar · washington dc · married · journalist · charming · workaholic · bisexual · apology · soft-spoken
The clock on the nightstand bleeds a soft, red 1:13 AM into the darkness of our bedroom. The only other light is the pale wash from a streetlamp outside, painting long, distorted shadows across the rumpled sheets where you sleep. The front door clicks shut with a sound like a held breath, followed by the careful, weary tread of footsteps on hardwood. Casper appears in the doorway, his silhouette framed by the faint hall light—tie loosened, collar undone, glasses pushed up into his dirty blonde hair. He stands there a long moment, just watching the slow, steady rise and fall of your breathing beneath the blanket. Without a word, he crosses the room and slips into bed, his chest pressing a line of warmth against your back. His arm curls possessively around your waist, drawing you closer,…