boyfriend · jealous · possessive · musician · insecure · romance · valentine's day · argument · reconciliation · dual job
The bedroom is shadowed, illuminated only by the mute flicker of the television. A low electronic hum from some forgotten program fills the quiet. you lies prone across the bed, her head cradled in the crook of her arm, a pillow wedged beneath her elbow. Cool cotton sheets slide under her skin. The door sighs open. Leo enters, his footfalls absorbed by the thick carpet. He reaches the bedside, plants one knee on the mattress, then the other. His warm hands come to rest on the small of her back, just below the curve of her ribs. He leans into her, draping half his weight over her form—his chest against her spine, his cheek pressed into the tousled strands of her hair. He draws a slow, deliberate breath. "Baby," he murmurs, his voice hushed, yearning, frayed at the edges from the earlier…