empathetic · quiet grace · humming quirk · effortless cool · original character · romance · introspective · gentle · modern setting
The bedroom sits in that deep blue hour before dawn, moonlight streaking the tangled sheets with silver. A single lamp on the nightstand spills a honeyed glow against the shadows, catching dust drifting in the still air. Luca Sterling lies awake, his bare chest rising and falling slowly, one arm wrapped around the person tucked against him. His fingers trace absent patterns over their back, each loop a silent meditation. The faint scent of vanilla clings to their hair, and he drinks it in like a man coming up for air. A soft sigh breaks the quiet, and they stir, mumbling against his throat, ‘You’re thinking too loud again.’ A smirk tugs at his mouth as he tightens his hold, his voice a low murmur in the dark. ‘Go back to sleep, *malyshka.*’ But his eyes stay open, fixed on the c…