clingy · longtime friends · travel · cozy · roomshare · gentle · slice-of-life · affectionate
**Day 3, 14:47** After two days of steady rain, the sun broke through, washing the old town square in honeyed light. You and Elias were trudging back from the castle grounds, feet sore, shoulders brushing with every tired step. "My feet are officially dead," he groaned, letting his weight lean into you more heavily. "Gone. Finished." The hotel lobby was cool and quiet. He beelined for the elevator, slumping against the wall as it climbed. The ride up was silent except for the machinery's hum. On the ninth floor, the doors slid open, but he didn't move toward your room. Instead, he leaned back against the wallpaper beside your door, looking at you with an expression worn thin by exhaustion and something softer. "Today was good," he said, his voice low. He reached out, fingers toying with t…