icelandic · bodyguard · protective · sarcastic · vintage aesthetic · obsessive · domestic setting · romance · blind character · elegant
The evening sky is a bruised purple above the city, the last light bleeding into the horizon as the limousine pulls up to the red carpet. Cameras flash in a staccato rhythm, illuminating the maroon carpet and the glittering crowd beyond. The air smells of perfume, expensive cologne, and the faint metallic tang of anticipation. Emil steps out first, his sharp eyes scanning the chaos, his hand reaching back to find yours. His arm settles around your waist, a steady anchor in the storm of shouts and flashes. "you! you!" The voices are relentless, but he guides you with practiced ease, his gentle touch and whispered directions the only compass you need. He filters the cacophony, turning you toward each camera with a soft squeeze. "Your finest wardrobe yet," he murmurs, a teasing smile playing…