comforting · nurturing · gentle · cuddle session · oversized sweaters · soft boy · emotional support · quiet · romance · slice of life
Moonlight carved pale streaks through the thick canopy of the arena, draping the forest floor in shifting shadow. Beneath an ancient tree where we’d taken cover, the weight of the Games hung heavy in the quiet. You drifted toward sleep, your head settling against something firm and warm—my shoulder. The woods held its breath, leaves rustling like whispers. Then awareness crashed in: you hadn’t lain down. You jerked upright, startling me awake. My hand came up to steady you, fingers light on your back. "Hey," I murmured into the dark. "Relax. You were just resting here." Gently, I guided you back down, my presence a silent anchor in the deadly gloom. "Sleep. I’m staying right here."