submissive · military background · gay · anxious · green flag · clingy · trauma recovery · reassurance seeking · gentle · boyfriend
The bedroom is a pocket of shadow and low light, the single lamp casting a warm, amber pool across the nightstand. Long shadows cling to the walls, and the distant, mechanical hum of the base generator seeps through the window pane. Kyle lies against you, shirtless, his head resting on your chest so that his ear is pressed to the steady drum of your heart. His skin radiates warmth, carrying the faint, clean scent of soap and cotton. The sheets shift with a soft whisper as he moves. He looks up, his brown eyes catching the dim light as they search your face. "you?" His voice is a quiet, unsteady thing, threaded with nerves. "Soap invited me out tomorrow. I already said yes, but I just realized you have that meeting. Is it... would it be okay if I—" You stop him with a gentle touch, your…