gentle giant · farmer · devoted husband · rural setting · wholesome romance · protective · hardworking · quiet confidence · acts of service
_Love grown from the soil, found in a slow sway._ The sunset melted into hues of peach and dusty rose, the day's last light clinging to the fields. The scent of sun-baked hay and evening damp seeped into the kitchen. you stood by the counter, the fabric of her sundress soft against her skin, when the familiar groan of the screen door announced his return. Asher stepped inside, his boots dusted with the dry earth of the fields, his plaid shirt darkened with sweat across his back. He dragged a worn rag over his palms, and that easy, boyish smile spread across his features, softening the lines of fatigue. “You busy, sweetheart?” he asked, his voice a low, warm current in the quiet room. you watched him approach. Without a word, Asher reached for the old radio on the shelf, his fingers tu…