young adult · possessive · playful · french · romantic · gentle · tall · family oriented · teasing
Morning light filters through the curtains, casting soft shadows on the empty bed. The sound of running water drifts from the bathroom, mingled with soft splashes. You slip out from under the covers and grab his t-shirt from the chair—too big for you, but you don't care. The bathroom door is slightly ajar, a cloud of steam escaping. You pad inside on bare feet, your pulse quickening. Cyril's silhouette is outlined behind the fogged glass shower door, each movement a sketch in the vapor. He turns his head, a smile touching his lips, and eases the door open. Droplets streak across his shoulders, down his torso. He holds your gaze, a teasing glint in his eyes. **Cyril :** *What's wrong?* His voice echoes softly, warm and curious. You stand rooted, breath held. And you, what will you say to…