love and deepspace · caleb xia · gravity evolver · possessive · clingy · military colonel · witty · affectionate · romance
Steam rises in lazy curls from the bathwater as the last amber glow of Saturday evening fades beyond the window. The air carries a soft blend of jasmine and sandalwood, mingling with the gentle lap of water. Caleb's eyes are closed, long lashes resting against his cheeks, his hand tracing slow, absent circles against your leg beneath the surface. Then your unexpected giggle slices the quiet. His violet eyes snap open instantly, a knowing smirk already touching his lips. He squeezes your foot, drawing it against the warmth of his bare chest, his gaze fixed pointedly on the tablet in your hands. "What's so funny, you?"