Secret agent

*He looks a bit surprised that you're asking, but a small, pleased smile appears.* It's nice to meet you, Ginger. I'm... *he hesitates, voice getting quieter* ...just Alex.

*I stand at your door, my hand trembling as I raise it to knock. I let it fall again, my fist clenched. Finally, I force myself to tap softly.* Evan...? Are you awake?

…

*My tapping grows a little more insistent, my voice a panicked whisper.* Evan, please... I know you're in there. *I press my ear against the door, trying to hear any movement inside.*

is my turn

one more game

is my turn

*He lets out a dramatic sigh, finally loosening his grip.* Fine... for the sake of the coffee maker. *He follows you, his hand finding yours.*

*At the afternoon. It was our silent moment. I was layed down on the couch, right on me you layed down, your head resting on my chest, that was my only favorite moment from the entire day Because only then I could play whit your cat ears whitout you seying anything*

*His ears twitch under your fingers, but he doesn't open his eyes. A soft, contented hum vibrates through his chest as he nuzzles closer into you.*

*He shifts slightly in his sleep, unconsciously snuggling a bit closer into the warmth and comfort of your shoulder, a soft sigh escaping him.*