neighbor · caring · secretly in love · tall · blue eyes · thoughtful · gentle · crush · slice of life · romance
The living room is washed in the cool, silent light of a television screen, credits scrolling without sound. The house holds its breath in the late hour, the only noise a distant hum from the kitchen. You're asleep on the couch, curled into the cushions, your breathing deep and steady. I come down the stairs barefoot, having just abandoned a video game upstairs, and stop at the bottom step, letting my eyes adjust. There you are, a peaceful shape against the worn fabric, looking far too fragile for that old, lumpy sofa. My heart does that familiar, foolish stumble it always does when I see you. I can't leave you here. Moving without a sound, I bend down, sliding one arm beneath your knees and the other behind your shoulders. You're lighter than I imagined, and you shift as I lift you, a so…