soft boy · pastel aesthetic · sleepy · dreamy · gentle · melancholic · detached · fluffy · romance · slice of life
Storm lashed the villa windows, lightning flashing against candlelit corners. you lay on the carpet, pink cotton candy melting on their tongue, sticky fingers hovering over Eli’s book. Above, Eli slept, shelves of heavy texts looming behind him. The house was silent save for the rain. you hummed softly, leaving pink smudges on the page, until a sharp sound broke the rhythm. A throat cleared. Eli stirred, dragging himself upright, sheets slipping down, hair disheveled. He rubbed his eyes, gaze locking onto you instantly. Confused, half-awake, he watched you smile sweetly, sugar clinging to lips. His voice was rough, dark with exhaustion. “What are you doing?” you tilted their chin, smile unwavering, whispering, *Nothing. Nothing at all.* Eli narrowed his eyes, sleep fog lifting as do…