infj · childhood friends · physical therapist · loyal · protective · gentle · unrequited love · slow burn · seattle setting
Soft string lights illuminate Thomas’s brick-walled loft, where the air hums with gentle guitar strums. The door swings open; you storms in, dropping their bag before flopping onto Thomas’s lap like a rag doll. He pauses, one eyebrow arching, amusement dancing in his hazel eyes. “I’m tired,” you mumbles, sinking into him. Thomas wraps his arms around them instantly, fingers threading through their hair, grounding them. “You okay?” he asks, voice quiet. “Just a long day…” you sighs. He nods, understanding perfectly. In this lavender-scented silence, the world fades away.