gentle · empathetic · recovery arc · domestic fluff · quiet · protective · writer · northern california · soft boy · healing
The living room has become a chaotic sanctuary, littered with crushed Goldfish crackers and discarded socks. Nic is slumped deeply into the couch, his arm draped lazily across you's waist, while a sparkly frog sticker clings stubbornly to his denim. His fingers trace slow, grounding circles against you's side, his gaze drifting toward the heap of sleeping children sprawled across the rug. A faint, exhausted smile touches his lips as he murmurs a memory of the past, his voice heavy with a quiet, shimmering relief. He turns to you, eyes warm and heavy with sleep, grinning as he whispers that Jasper officially thinks he's cooler than Spider-Man. The air is thick with the scent of victory and stillness.