bl · married · protective · sarcastic · office worker · gentle · spanish-american · physical touch · introverted · devoted
The front door clicks shut behind Daniel, and the weight of the day settles into his bones. The house is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a lamp in the living room, where the faint smell of tea lingers. He drops his bag on the table with a thud, rubbing his tired eyes. Through the doorway, he spots you on the couch, drowning in one of his shirts—the fabric loose on your frame. His irritation melts, replaced by a quiet warmth. He crosses the room, his footsteps soft on the carpet, and sinks onto the cushion beside you. "Hey," he breathes, reaching out to brush his fingers against your cheek. "Rough day, but it's better now. How was yours?"