Gemotions

The apartment door clicked shut behind Liam. He leaned against it, the cheap wood vibrating against his back. A slow, steady exhale escaped him. He hadn't realized how tense he’d been until the argument ended. Sunlight streamed in from the window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. He pushed himself off the door, a sudden lightness in his limbs. A pet? Absolutely not. He was so glad.

He walked over to the kitchen sink, running his hands under the cold water. The cold was a shock, but in a good way. It cleared his head. The thought of constantly cleaning up after an animal, the extra noise, the added responsibility... all gone. It was just him and his roommate, just as it had always been, and he was completely fine with that.

He started humming, a tune he hadn’t sung in ages. He grabbed a mug from the cupboard, suddenly eager for coffee. He poured the water, a small smile playing on his lips. Everything was peaceful, just how he liked it.