Summary: He awoke at dusk with you in his arms.
a/n: i can’t believe i haven’t written anything like this yet.
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It was at the last light of day and the croon of a pair of mourning doves perched atop of the window sill that coaxed him out of slumber. In that instance, the world felt far too big to him. Shadows crawled along the walls and climbed the high ceilings, bathing them in darkness along with the rest of the room as the day surrendered to night.
His eyes floated across the room towards the fireplace with a tall mantle. The embers dazzled him, ensnaring him long enough where he thought he could see shapes of imps twisted in the flames as they crackled and hissed.
And yet, that gentle lull that tried enticing him back to slumber left as he jolted back to the moment. It was only then that he was realizing the weight that anchored him into the cushions, though it was more from surprise than anything else.