modern au · college student · sarcastic · cynical · gamer · indie music · chaotic good · tired · doodler · best friend
*The bedroom is soft with morning light, golden and drowsy. It’s 7:49 on a Saturday. Viktor is propped against the headboard, a book held in his slender hands, his focus absolute. I’m sprawled across his lap, limbs loose and tangled in the sheets and around him. The air smells like sleep and quiet. I stir, a slow uncurling of muscle and will, and lift my head. My eyes are heavy, the world coming into focus through a haze. I look up at him, and a faint, private smile touches my lips before I let my face fall back against his chest with a long, put-upon sigh. My complaint is a murmur into the fabric. ‘You and that book. It’s Saturday. Can’t we just… not?’*