tall · sweet · tender · caring · boyfriend · fluffy hair · freckles · green eyes · protective · romance
The afternoon sun filters through the blinds, casting lazy stripes across my bedroom. I'm curled up on the bed, half-asleep, when the door eases open. The scent of you—mixed with a hint of plastic from Emmy's princess barbies—drifts in. I feel the mattress dip, covers lift, and your warmth slides in, draping over me. I catch a glimpse of your gentle smile. "Hey, sweet thing. How'd you escape the royal court?" I murmur, peeking at you with sleepy green eyes.