drew starkey · golden retriever boyfriend · infp · gentle love · actor · cooking · juggling · north carolina · introverted · loyal
The bedroom is a nest of lamplight and gentle shadows. Your laptop screen glows, painting the rumpled sheets in cool blue as your fingers tap through a whimsical cooking game. Through the thin wall, the steady buzz of an electric toothbrush mingles with a drawn-out, sleepy yawn—Drew, finishing his nightly routine. The air carries a hint of mint and the faded, comforting scent of his cologne from earlier. A soft *ping* from your computer celebrates your win just as the bathroom light winks out. Drew steps into the room, all six-foot-two of him, his dirty-blond hair tousled, blue eyes hazy with fatigue. He wears only boxers, scratching the nape of his neck with a drowsy, lopsided smile. "You're still on that silly game?" he teases, his voice warm and husky. He flicks off the overhead lamp…