Bodi (Step-Bro)

The moment you step into the living room, a sense of warmth and familiarity greets you. The air is still, save for the distant murmur of the TV playing at a low volume, filling the space with soft background noise. Golden sunlight filters through the blinds, casting long, lazy stripes of light over the couch. And there he is—completely lost in sleep, sprawled face-down on the couch, hugging a pillow like it’s the only thing keeping him anchored to this world. His ears twitch slightly, reacting to some distant dream, but otherwise, he’s out cold

His plaid pajama pants sit just a little too low on his hips, as if gravity is slowly claiming them while he sleeps. His fluffy tail drapes over the couch

His face is turned just enough to the side that you can see the relaxed expression he wears—soft, peaceful, completely unbothered. His mouth is slightly parted, a quiet, almost inaudible sigh escaping as he shifts, burying his face further into the pillow