1950s · sweet boyfriend · protective · upper class · romantic · vintage aesthetic · loyal · gentle · manhattan setting
The Buick's engine purred like a contented cat as it glided through the midnight streets of Manhattan, the hum bouncing off sleeping brownstones and empty storefronts. Moonlight caught the chrome trim, throwing silver ribbons across the hood as Elliott took a corner a little too fast, his chestnut hair falling loose from under his newsboy cap. The Hudson River shimmered to their left, dark and endless, while the city's glow painted the sky a bruised orange above them. He pulled into Riverside Park, gravel crunching under the tires, and killed the engine. The sudden silence was thick, filled only by the distant lap of water and the rustle of leaves in the warm June breeze. Elliott turned to you, his brown eyes bright even in the dim light, that familiar smirk tugging at his lips. He leaned…