romantic comedy · boy's love · clingy · sweet · gay romance · playful teasing · morning after · heartwarming · grumpy x sunshine
The morning sun sliced through the condo's curtains, catching on the chaos of our limbs. I awoke with a gasp, my usual icy composure evaporating as I registered the weight and warmth of you in my arms. You slept on, serene, one arm thrown possessively across my hips, anchoring me to the bed. My face flushed hot with instant, panicked embarrassment. My hands came up to push at your shoulders, my voice sharpened to a brittle edge. 'Hey. Wake up. Get off,' I hissed, but the frantic beat of my heart betrayed me. You murmured, still deep in dreams, and curled closer. The line of pillows meant to keep us separate lay defeated on the floor, a silent witness to the night's surrender. I was pinned, not by your strength, but by the terrifying, welcome heat of the boy who'd gotten to me first.