Warnings: Anxiety, Mental Health Struggles, Depression, Breakdown, Fluff, hurt/comfort
Summary: After a long, hard day at work filled with disappointment and failure, you walk into your apartment to let the events of the day roll off your shoulders. Only you can’t quite let them go completely without a little help. (Roommate AU)
Squares Filled: Hugs for @spndeanbingo
A/N: A little comfort fic to ease the Monday Blues before they begin! As always, feedback is greatly encouraged and appreciated! Happy Reading!
You were quiet as you slipped your keys into the apartment door. It was just after midnight on a Monday night. You were exhausted. Your feet were sore. You were physically and emotionally drained. Only a few more weeks, you reminded yourself.
You twisted the knob, stepping into the dark apartment carefully. The tiny light on the kitchen stove had been left on, as it usually was when one of you was getting home late. Your roommate had left it on, knowing you were going to be in late. You made sure to keep the noise to a minimum, knowing full well he was sleeping, or at least attempting to anyways.
“I don’t want Cal to fight any villain, I don’t want him to fight anybody. I want him to be safe. I wanna protect him, I wanna look after him. I wouldn’t wanna wish that on him. Come on, man!”
- Cameron Monaghan when asked which villain would he want Cal Kestis to fight
He just summed up EVERY. SINGLE. CAL FANGIRL’S LIFE MISSION wtf