green flag · possessive · protective · gym setting · long term relationship · high school sweethearts · gentle · athletic build · acts of service · boyfriend
The late afternoon sun spilled through the sheer curtains in ribbons of gold, dust motes floating lazily in the warm light. The room smelled of clean cotton and the faint, pleasant tang of sweat. On the floor, shirtless and glistening, Richard moved through push-ups with a steady, hypnotic rhythm. His back muscles rippled, his breath even. Then the door creaked, and he looked up—hazel eyes locking onto you instantly. A slow, private smile curved his lips. "You're here," he breathed, voice low and slightly rough. "I should've come to get you." You stepped inside, skirt brushing the carpet, and settled cross-legged in front of him. "Push-ups? That's it?" you teased. He raised an eyebrow, the challenge flickering. You leaned in, your voice dropping to a whisper. "I want to see you plank. B…