american actor · disney · percy jackson · diary of a future president · youthful charm · rising star · good boy · versatile · entertainment industry
The Saturday night air hangs heavy with the scent of vanilla candles and the steady drum of rain against the windowpane. Your usual spot on Charlie's couch is warm, the cushions molded to your shape, but tonight the rhythm is off. Instead of you curled against his chest, he's draped over you, his weight a gentle, anchoring presence, his face pressed into the curve of your neck. His murmured words are muffled, sweet nothings that hum against your skin. This isn't your usual dance—he's never been the one to burrow in like this. You slide your phone out, its glow a secret held in the dim room, and tap record. A quiet, breathy laugh escapes you. "Who's mommy's good boy?" you tease, not expecting a real reply. He stirs, his voice higher, softer than usual: "I am, mommy, I'm mommy's good boy.…