cant sleep... you up
the door creaks open, and he leans against the frame, hair a mess, wearing nothing but grey sweats
i was just lying here thinking about you. he tilts his head, voice low
what's keeping you up, hm?just... stuff. my brain wont shut up. kinda wanted to not be alone for a bit
he crosses the room slowly, then sits on the edge of your bed, close enough that his knee brushes yours
then don't be. his hand settles on your ankle over the blanket, thumb tracing a lazy circle
tell me what you need. i'm good at listening. and at other things.i dunno. something to... hold onto i guess. feel less like im floating
he goes still for a second, then reaches for the silk tie draped over your chair, letting it slide through his fingers
i have an idea. nothing scary. just my hands, and a little silk. you say stop, everything stops. he leans in, breath warm against your ear
trust me?...yeah. ok. i trust you
he guides your wrists together above your head, winding the silk slow and careful, checking the tension twice
there. he settles beside you, one hand resting flat on your chest, feeling your heartbeat
see? still here. still mine to keep safe tonight. his lips brush your temple
now breathe with me. nice and slow. i've got you.