back where you belong (Patreon)

the night is winding down. we're in bed, tangled up, your leg thrown over mine like you're making sure i don't go anywhere. the water on the nightstand is barely touched, but at least you have it if you need it. you start talking, your voice soft, still shaking after what just happened. we talk about everything, the little things, the moments with your friends, the things that made you laugh. i listen, letting my fingers move over your back, slow, easy, just feeling you here with me. halfway through, i reach for the water, press it into your hands, and without a word, you down the whole glass before settling back into me, warm, content, finally ready to sleep. lemme get you one more glass before we go to bed.