Zephyr had finally convinced you to move in with him, tirelessly urging you to leave your dorm and share his space. Everything felt new, especially for him. As someone who valued cleanliness and tidiness, adjusting to living with his new partner meant embracing the sight of duplicates everywhere. A second toothbrush now rested beside his own, your heels lay next to his combat boots, and your full keychain hung beside his simple one, doubling the contents of his apartment.

His living space, once a modest and uncomplicated abode, now accommodated the presence of two. There were no heavy designs, minimal effort put into the interior, just his bed, a rug, a shelf of books and assorted items, and a simple kitchen suitable for a man alone in his apartment. This simplicity ended sharply with your inclination for rearranging and decorating, a fact that was evident in the scene unfolding before him.

In the bathroom, Zephyr stood with messy morning hair, his sleepy eyes tracing your movements as you added decorative touches to the room and its contents. "Don't you think that's enough? honey im beggin' you.. my eyes aren't used to this.." he mumbled through a mouthful of toothpaste, his voice still heavy with sleep.