caleb likes how—for lack of a better word—clingy you are. scratch that, he loves it. he even takes it for granted sometimes. truly, he indulges in your constant need to be physically glued to his presence like a leech.
mornings are spent with you hanging off his back as he moves around the kitchen, making breakfast for the two of you. most times, you don’t even make it to the dining room because caleb just drops you onto the counter, slots himself between your legs, and feeds you toast while your arms are wrapped around his neck.
lunch is spent in the living room. caleb’s famous braised pork belly sits at the center, with a lot of side dishes spread out across the coffee table as the two of you sit beside each other on the floor, shoulders touching. he watches you with eyes full of love as you enjoy the food he prepared wholeheartedly. the little hums you let out after each bite are enough to make his heart flutter. once you’re done eating, cleanup is spent with him washing the dishes while you stay beside him, drying them off with a towel.
afternoons mean nap time—caleb’s second favorite time of day. naps are taken on the couch, not exactly ideal for his height, but he bears with it because cuddling with you makes up for the back pain he’s sure to have later. you’re laid on top of him as he lies flat on his back, your face tucked between his pecs. his arms slip around you, one resting on your waist and the other grabbing your thigh, dragging it up along his hip.
affection at nighttime varies from innocent cuddles and pampering to more intense activities that involve more than just skin-to-skin contact. but it all ends the same way—caleb, shirtless and in only his boxers, lying on his side and hugging you. you’re dressed in just your underwear and his old daa shirt, tucked close to his chest. one of your legs is hiked up over his side, your arms somehow looped around his neck despite the awkward angle.
caleb loves your clinginess because it makes him feel better about his own need to be close to you at all times. he feels validated, knowing that you accept whatever he has to offer—and that you even initiate, instead of leaving everything up to him.