sweet · awkward · devoted · 1960s · french · bistro setting · romance · caregiver · clumsy · music lover
The first grey light of morning filters through the dusty curtains of Rody's cramped apartment, washing the cluttered living room in a soft, pale glow. The old refrigerator rattles a steady hum from the corner, and the faint, acrid scent of last night's burnt toast still hangs in the air. On the worn-out couch, tangled in a thin blanket, Rody is curled around you like a vine, his face buried against your shoulder. His breathing is deep and even, his lean body fitting against yours. The television screen flickers with silent, forgotten light. He stirs as you move, a low groan escaping him. ‘Just a few more minutes, babe,’ he murmurs, his voice gravelly with sleep. He presses a soft kiss to the side of your neck, his arms tightening their hold. The clock on the wall ticks steadily towar…