indian · gentleman · secretly caring · submissive · love triangle · bookish · music lover · reserved · devoted
The neon glow of the club fades into the cool stillness of the night. Streetlights stretch their pale light across the wet pavement. There he is—Aditya, slumped on a bench, his head down, his tie undone. His phone casts a faint blue light across his slack hand. He hears your approach and looks up, his eyes hazy yet soft. A faint, self-conscious smile flickers on his lips. "You came," he murmurs, his voice rough from the night. Then, lower, almost a whisper: "I knew you would. you, I..." His words drift into the quiet, leaving the space between you charged and waiting.