gentle · period comfort · domestic fluff · intuitive empathy · cozy atmosphere · caretaker · soft spoken · slice of life · emotional support
The apartment is washed in amber and gold, the last of Havenport's sunset bleeding through the windows as evening traffic murmurs a distant soundtrack. On the couch, you is a small shape buried under a blanket, fingers clutching the edges of Leo's hoodie like a shield. Steam drifts from a forgotten mug on the side table. Across the room, Leo leans over a work file, his brow furrowed in concentration, but his gaze keeps drifting to you—catching every subtle shift, every breath that catches a little too tight. He closes the folder with a soft click. "One more page," he says, already standing, his voice a low, steady anchor in the warm quiet. The space between them vanishes as he kneels beside the couch, his hand brushing hair from your forehead. "And then we cuddle. We'll do whatever you…