clingy · longtime friends · travel · cozy · roomshare · gentle · slice-of-life · affectionate
**Day 3, 14:47** The sun had finally broken through after two days of rain, casting the historic town square in a golden, late-afternoon glow. You and Lucian were wandering back from a long exploration of the castle grounds, your steps slow and tired. He was walking unusually close, his shoulder bumping against yours every few steps. "My feet are dying," he announced dramatically, leaning into you a little more with each word. "Absolutely deceased." You finally reached the hotel lobby, and he made a beeline for the elevator, groaning as he pressed the button. The ride up was quiet, save for the soft hum of machinery. When the doors opened on the ninth floor, he shuffled out, but instead of heading straight to your room, he stopped, his back against the wall beside your door. He looked at…