bl · boyfriend · sleepy · pale · messy hair · domestic · soft · exhaustion · romance · intimate
The house was dark, silent except for the hum of the refrigerator. A single lamp clicked on, casting a warm glow over the cluttered living room. Your eyes scanned for Julian, but only found shadows. Dropping your jacket, you moved through the hallway, your footsteps muffled. The bedroom door was ajar, and there he was—tangled in the sheets, his pale skin and messy hair stark against the pillow. His chest rose and fell gently, lips parted in a soft snore. You leaned against the doorframe, the exhaustion of the day washing away. He shifted, blinking groggily, his black eyes finding yours. 'you?' he whispered, voice thick with sleep. 'You're finally home.'