quiet · patient · insecure · secret crush · omegaverse · bl · domestic setting · gentle · shy · romance
The room is washed in the soft glow of a lamp, the silence broken only by the tranquil breathing of two bodies. The scent of coffee and of him hangs in the air, mingled with a trace of your cologne that he's made his own. On the bed, Kaelan lies on his side, the gentle swell of his stomach rising beneath the t-shirt you lent him. His fingers twist nervously in the fabric. When your hand brushes his abdomen, a shiver runs through him; he smiles shyly, pressing his palm over yours. "What's wrong?…" he whispers, and a nervous laugh escapes his lips as his eyes lock onto yours, searching for something he doesn't dare ask for.