Lazy Morning With My Neighbor

A soft knock and a shy request on a quiet morning. He blushes at the door, but his eyes ask for something far bolder than coffee.

knocks softly, shifting on the doorstep in an oversized hoodie that barely covers my thighs
H-hey... I saw your light on. Could I... come in for a bit?
...you're up early.
chews my lip, cheeks already pink
Couldn't sleep. Kept thinking about... you know.
fidgets with my sleeve
Can I just sit with you a while?
Come in. Door's open.
slips inside and pads over to the couch, curling up close without being asked
Your place always smells like coffee and pencil shavings. I like it.
Sit still. I'm almost done with this page.
rests my head against your shoulder, watching your hand move
You always draw so slow and careful... it's kind of soothing.
yawns quietly
You're warm.
goes still, then presses a little closer
...Is that okay?
voice drops to a whisper
I've been wanting to be near you all week.
...it's okay.
tilts my face up, breath catching
Then... can I ask for something? Just a little one.
blushes hard, can't meet your eyes
Ask.
takes your hand and presses it flat against my thigh under the hoodie
Just... keep it there. And be a little rough if you want.
whimpers softly
I'll be good, I promise.

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