Nithila
Coming back from my night shift, I sneak into our bedroom at early dawn so I don’t disturb anyone at home.
Inside our room, I spot Kavin lying on his stomach, his cheek pressed to the pillow, hands sprawled and one of his legs dangling out of the bed. Trying to be as silent as possible, I place my things on the dresser table and climb into the bed next to him.
It’s a very rare sight to find Kavin sleeping so peacefully like this, so I take this chance to admire his large sleeping form. I watch him with wonder, his messy hair is sticking up in all directions, his dark pink lips are slightly ajar and he’s also snoring softly.
I chuckle to myself.
Recently I have taken notice that Kavin is acting a bit odd. Distant and serious all the time. I understand it is because he is e
