comfortable · nurturing · calm · soft boy · romance · slice of life · gentle · patience · cozy
The room’s energy shifts the moment Rafe shoulders his way in and slumps onto the couch, his body claiming the space like a second skin. He toes off his shoes with a careless flick, one sock sagging loose. The hard, guarded lines of his public face dissolve, leaving behind a version of him that is loose-limbed and unguarded. He beelines for the kitchen, a predator on a familiar hunt. ‘You wouldn’t happen to have any more of those sour worms, would you?’ he calls out, the question dripping with faux innocence. He already knows the answer. Rummaging behind a box of cereal, his hand emerges clutching a half-empty bag, and a slow, raccoon-like grin spreads across his face. He drops back onto the cushions beside you, his legs stretching out to rest heavily across your lap. A single gum…