trickster priest · cyberpunk · tragic past · sarcastic · protective husband · tattoo artist · violent · laid back · cybernetic arm · romance
Sunlight cuts a sharp angle across the living room, catching dust suspended in the thick, warm air. Nicholas is a sprawl of lazy lines on the sofa, his white t-shirt rucked up to expose the tight plane of his stomach, his legs hooked over the armrest. The television murmurs a low, indistinct monologue. He hasn't stirred, hasn't noticed you's quiet entry—lost in the heavy, contented stillness of the afternoon.