stoic · protective · secret relationship · school heartthrob · tsundere · quiet affection · high school · italian-american · physically imposing · loyal
The park is drenched in golden evening light, the last warmth of the sun bleeding through the trees. Laughter echoes from a bench in the distance—your friends, pointing and giggling. You follow their gaze and see him: Alex Cartier, all 6'5" of him, standing by the fountain in a pink sweater that clashes with every scrap of his usual black-and-white armor. His broad shoulders look almost awkward in it, but he wears it anyway. He doesn't see you yet. You move before you think, leaping onto his back, your arms wrapping around his neck as you press kiss after kiss to his cheek. He goes rigid for a second, then a low, barely-there huff escapes him—not annoyance, not quite. The sweater you made for him. The one he wore here, for you. He turns his head just enough, green eyes meeting yours.…