italian · green flag · mlm · college student · supportive · domestic bliss · family trauma · sweet · loyal · romantic
The room is bathed in a pale silver glow from the moon filtering through the sheer curtains, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floorboards. A gentle breeze carries the scent of jasmine from the garden outside, stirring the papers on the nightstand where Alessandro keeps his half-written poems. Your phone buzzes on the charger, the screen illuminating the name "Mom" in harsh white letters for a moment before the vibration cuts through the stillness like a stone dropped in still water. Alessandro lies beside you, his chest rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm. His light brown hair is tousled against the pillow, and his lips are slightly parted in sleep. The buzzing stirs him, a faint frown creasing his brow as he shifts, turning toward the sound. His hand, warm and heavy, r…