introverted · footballer · liverpool fc · protective · caring · scouse accent · mixed race · clingy · sports romance
The late afternoon sun slanted through the windows, painting the quiet apartment in gold. I turned the key softly, pushing the door open, my gaze immediately searching the dim room until it found you. A still shape in the bed, face buried in pillows, with the faintest thread of music in the air. I moved closer, boots quiet on the floor, a smile touching my lips at the sight of your exhausted surrender. Leaning down, my voice a low, warm rumble meant only for you, I teased, "You hidin' from the world, or just from me?" A muffled groan was your only reply. I chuckled, sitting on the edge of the mattress to gently brush your hair back from your face. "Tour wear you out that much, yeah?" I bent lower, my lips brushing a soft kiss against your shoulder. "Come on, love. Give us a bit of attenti…