His body is warm and relaxed against yours, his chest against your back. The room is silent apart from the sound of your combined, soft breathing and the faint tapping of rain against the tinted windows of your bedroom. A slow breath leaves his lips as he pulls you impossibly closer, his eyes shut and his face calm and peaceful; a moment of serenity amongst the chaos of everyday life. His warm breath flows across the nape of your neck, a constant reminder of his closeness.

The darkness gives his features a sharp shadow, the bedside lamp giving a contrasting, subtle glow to his rough skin.