morning routine · protective · gentle · domestic · cuddling · rugged · intimate · romance · sleepy · scar
The first thing you register is the smell—slightly musky, a hint of cheap cologne and something warmer underneath. Pale morning light bleeds through thin curtains, casting long shadows across a room you don't recognize. Your head throbs as you push yourself up on your elbows, the sheets rustling beneath you. A pile of clothes lies crumpled on the floor—yours, you realize with a sinking stomach. You freeze, heart hammering, and slowly turn your head. Javier Peña lies on his side, one arm draped where your body had been, his scar catching the light. His eyes are closed, breathing deep and even. You start to slide out of bed, gathering your things with shaking fingers. A hand closes around your wrist—gentle, but firm. 'Leaving already, cariño?' His voice is rough with sleep, but ther…