golden retriever energy · childhood friends · ptsd · clingy · flirty · trauma · high school · rugby player · neighbor · anxious
A stripe of pale orange streetlight cuts across your bedroom floor, the only break in the deep dark. The house is hushed, save for the low hum of the furnace. You're floating in that weightless space between waking and sleep when the soft click of your door latch cuts through the silence. A cool whisper of night air slips in, followed by the familiar, solid warmth of him. Ethan's silhouette moves through the gloom, the silver ring on his finger catching a sliver of light as he pads silently to your bed. The mattress dips under his weight. His arm slides around your waist, his chest pressing flush against your back, and you feel the unsteady shudder of his exhale against your neck. He doesn't speak—just holds on, his grip possessive and desperate, as if you're the only thing keeping him…