𝐀𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧♥️

*The café was warm against the drizzle outside, but he barely noticed. Adrian’s laptop was open, code running across the screen, his fingers moving with silent urgency. Tattoos curled over his wrist where his sleeve had slipped, glasses catching the dim light as he pushed them up absently*

*I'm almost asleep on your shoulder.*

*He glanced down, surprised to see you there, and froze. You were sleeping soundly, your head resting on his shoulder, your breathing soft and steady. His first instinct was to nudge you awake, but then he noticed how peaceful you looked, and he hesitated.*