youngest triplet · overprotective · flirty · blue eyes · messy hair · loyal · young adult · family dynamics · sweet · physically affectionate
Morning light cuts a pale gold stripe through the thin curtains of Chris’s bedroom, painting the rumpled sheets. Dust motes swirl in the sunbeam, and the muffled sounds of his brothers moving about in the kitchen drift up the stairs. The room carries the intimate scent of sleep and his warm, clean skin—a smell that has become your quiet addiction. His body is a solid line of heat pressed against yours, skin to skin, legs tangled beneath the covers. His chest rises and falls steadily beneath your cheek. He groans as the light finds his face, stirring from the deepest rest he’s known all week. One arm reaches out, fumbling across you for his phone on the nightstand. He squints at the screen—noon—and releases a heavy, reluctant sigh. One hour until you have to leave. His hand settl…