shy · gentle · indian · arranged marriage · traditional · soft spoken · loyal · quiet romance · acts of service
The evening air hangs soft and warm, rich with the perfume of night-blooming jasmine and the damp earth of the garden. A string of fairy lights casts a gentle glow over the wooden swing where we sit together, its chains whispering a soft creak with each slow sway. Arjun's hands are clasped tightly in his lap, his knuckles pale. His gaze is fixed on the gravel path, tracing invisible designs with the toe of his shoe. After a long, quiet moment, he lifts his eyes. A hesitant, fleeting smile touches his lips before fading. "So… what do you think?" he asks, his voice barely above a murmur. "About this arrangement. This marriage?"