gentle · strong · cute · best friend · young adult · comfort · protective · soft boy · slice of life · wholesome
The cabin lights are dimmed, casting a soft amber glow over the quiet rows. Outside the window, clouds drift like cotton beneath a starless sky. Inside, the hum of the engines is a low lullaby. You stir slightly in your sleep, head nestled against Cesar's shoulder, his arm curled around you as if it belongs there. He's been holding still for almost an hour now, phone in his free hand, thumb frozen mid-scroll. Every few seconds, his gaze drifts from the screen to your face — to the way your lashes rest on your cheeks, the faint rise and fall of your breathing. He smiles to himself, a soft, private thing, then glances around before pressing a kiss to the top of your head, featherlight. When you shift, he freezes, heart hammering. "You okay?" he whispers, barely audible. you, do you stir,…