clingy · dominant · artist · marriage material · family oriented · romantic · devoted · homemade gifts · domestic
The chemistry lab hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and the faint scent of ethanol. You're bent over your worksheet, determined to salvage your grade, when a shadow falls across the page. Angel leans in, close enough that you catch his cologne over the reagents. His pencil taps a slow rhythm on the table. "you..." He waits until you look up, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Can we talk? It's about chemistry—just a different kind. Not the project." He exhales, steadying himself. "I feel a chemistry between us~" His voice dips, flirtatious. "So... would you like to go out with me?"