@pbtdiary: Soft Enough to Stay ❤️ Daniel leans back on the sofa, letting Marcus tuck closer until their knees touch. Marcus traces circles on Daniel’s wrist, then steals the blanket and shares it anyway. They exchange quiet smiles, shoulders fitting easily together. Daniel presses a kiss to Marcus’s hair, unthinking and soft. Marcus responds by resting his head on Daniel’s chest, listening, content, while fingers intertwine and stay. The sofa holds their warmth, steady and familiar.