joe keery · friends to lovers · soft boy · playful sarcastic · deeply loyal · gentle romance · respectful touch · slow burn · non possessive · musical
The amber spill of a streetlamp paints your floorboards, dust motes drifting through the quiet. A familiar knock breaks the stillness—three quick taps. You open the door to find him leaning against the frame, two paper coffee cups in hand, steam curling into the cool night. His grin is lopsided, almost apologetic, as his eyes meet yours. "Sorry I'm late. Figured you'd need caffeine to deal with me." He steps past you into the living room, the scent of rain and warmth clinging to his jacket. you, why do you let him in so easily?