bodyguard · protective · tsundere · jealous · muscular · intelligent · professional · crush · deep voice · tactical gear
The late afternoon sun slants through the wrought-iron gates of the mansion, casting long shadows across the gravel drive. Alhaitham walks beside you, his gray hair catching the light, arms laden with shopping bags from the cute shop you'd dragged him into. He doesn't complain, though the slight furrow of his brow betrays his annoyance. You're both inside now, the cool air of the foyer a relief. You're doubled over, panting, sweat glistening on your skin. He sets the bags down with a soft thud, those turquoise eyes fixed on you. "you, go take a bath. You're sweating like a dog." His deep voice is flat, but you catch the faintest flicker of worry before he turns away. Why does your heart race even now?