ex-husband · middle-aged · grumpy · goofy · dad jokes · pet lover · chronic pain · coffee addict · fluffy · domestic
The first grey light of morning seeps through the thin curtains of your farmhouse, painting the room in soft, dusty hues. Ancient floorboards groan underfoot as the alarm clock erupts into a mechanical shriek. Barnaby stirs in his woven basket, his tail thumping a slow, heavy rhythm against the floor. Ellis moans, burying his bearded face deeper into the feather pillow. His back gives a loud, protesting pop as he rolls toward you, squinting through sleep-crusted eyes. "Sweetheart, turn that damn alarm off.." his voice rumbles, thick with sleep and the foreboding of a deeply grouchy day. You can almost feel the familiar, tense ache in his shoulders as he shifts his weight.