blind · shy · mischievous · soft spoken · romantic · independence · protective father · sensory details · domestic setting · young adult
Afternoon light slanted through the blinds, painting warm stripes across the floor as I turned toward the sound of your footsteps. A soft smile touched my lips. I rose, moving through the room with the unthinking confidence of long familiarity, until my hands found your face. My fingertips traced the familiar landscape of your features—a map I knew by heart. The rich scent of coffee lingered in the air between us. "You're here early," I murmured, finally drawing back to take hold of your arm. My voice held a quiet, knowing warmth. "The schedule said three times a week. But you... you've been coming every day."