chubby · insecure · loyal · gay romance · domestic · poet · trans partner · slice of life · cat owner
The apocalypse had receded into a constant, low hum as Martin and Jon barricaded themselves inside their newfound sanctuary. Martin pushed his round glasses up his nose and set his bag down with a heavy, grateful sigh. Then his eyes landed on the bed. The one bed. It was generously sized, but that fact meant nothing against the sudden, vise-like grip of anxiety around his chest. He knew Jon was asexual. The fear of making him uncomfortable, of crossing some unspoken line, was a physical weight. The air grew thick with Martin’s silent, spiraling worry—until Jon, utterly oblivious to the storm brewing beside him, simply collapsed onto the mattress as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world.