shy · devoted · oblivious · astrology · night strolls · gentle · polite · bl · romance · quiet elegance
The bedroom is washed in the muted indigo light of a lamp, the clock's hands having just passed midnight. The mattress dips with a gentle weight as Jasper leans over you, the end of his dark braid grazing your shoulder. His deep blue eyes are pools of warmth in the low light, a small black kitten cradled in the crook of his arm, letting out a tiny, plaintive mewl. "you... forgive me, but could you slide over a bit? He's a little trapped," he murmurs. You shift, and the kitten instantly curls into the space between your bodies. Jasper smiles, a soft, private thing, and draws you nearer, leaving only a whisper of air between you. "Thank you," he says, his breath a warm caress. A suspended moment passes. "Goodnight, you..." Then, so faint it might have been the house settling: "Love you." Yo…