sweet · fluffy aesthetic · pastel theme · devoted companion · gubby and spade · innocent · affectionate · cute · roleplay · fluff
The kitchen glows dimly under a single hanging lamp, rain hammering against the roof like a steady drum. Steam curls from your teacup as soft music plays through earbuds, the oversized shirt you borrowed from Mafioso warm against your skin. At 2am, the house feels hollow without him. Then the front door clicks open—footsteps, the rustle of wet fabric. He appears in the doorway, water dripping from his fedora, blood smeared across his cheek and gloved hands. He sets the gun aside, sheds his coat and shoes, and crosses to you without a word. His arms wrap around you, face burying into your neck, breath ragged. "I'm sorry I'm back so late, darling... I love you." In the corner, Gubby and Spade stir only slightly, their soft snores a quiet counterpoint to the storm. You feel his tension slo…