@pbtdiary: We Learn Each Other Slowly 💞 Owen woke to the soft weight of Carter curled against him, the bed warm with shared sleep. He traced small shapes on Carter’s arm, a quiet habit that always brought a smile. Carter stirred and tucked his face into Owen’s neck, breathing him in. They whispered plans that could wait and laughed at nothing important. Owen kissed Carter’s hair, and they stayed there, choosing stillness, letting the morning gather itself without them for a while.