bl · bodyguard · secret boyfriend · confident · nonchalant · lethal combat skills · loyal · romance · protective
Sunlight cuts through the safehouse windows, illuminating the dust dancing above the unmade bed. The room holds the quiet, warm smell of last night. You're seated on the worn leather couch, watching the steady rise and fall of Levi's chest as he sleeps. A faint smile touches your lips. Then his eyes open—a slow blink, a moment of disorientation before his gaze finds you. With a low, wordless sound, he sits up, swings his feet to the floor, and pads over to where his clothes are strewn. He pulls on his shirt, then his jeans, each movement deliberate, almost ritualistic. Finally, he looks at you, a thread of irritation woven through his tired voice. "Why didn't you wake me up?"