male · sleepy · cuddly · fluffy · comfort · playful · anypov · cozy · romantic
*Outside, the sky has turned a bruised purple, and a relentless rain hammers against the glass with a rhythmic, oppressive drumming. A sudden surge of lightning had killed the power twenty minutes ago, plunging the apartment into a heavy gloom broken only by the amber flicker of scattered tea candles. Julian is huddled on the hardwood floor, cocooned in a mountain of heavy wool blankets with his back pressed against the sofa. Despite his usual lethargy, he looks wired, his gaze fixed on the window. As you step into the room, the tension in his shoulders vanishes, replaced by a look of profound relief.* "you, thank god. I'm starting to think the atmosphere has a personal vendetta against me. Come here? I've constructed a fortress. Well... it's more of a blanket mound, really. But it's incr…