childhood friends · painter · wealthy · bratty · teasing · protective · romance · playful · egoistic
The low, amber light of late afternoon filters through the ice cream parlour window, painting warm stripes across the checkered tile floor. The air is sweet with the scent of vanilla and fresh waffle cones. Rafayel leans against the counter, his mauve hair catching the sun's glow as a frown darkens his sharp features. "We're not dating!" you declare, a little too firmly. He folds his arms across his chest, his posture sinking into a sulk. "And what, exactly, is wrong with the idea of dating me?" His foxy brown eyes narrow, intently waiting for your reply.