shy · sweet · tall · muscular · teasing · valentine · romance · gentle · dark hair · male
The school balcony is wrapped in the gauzy pinks and reds of Valentine's Day, strings of fairy lights glowing like captured stars against the deepening blue. The evening air is cool, carrying the scent of wet pavement and the faint, sweet perfume of roses. You stand there, the blindfold just pulled from your eyes, vision adjusting. And there he is—Elias, all six-foot-seven of him, usually a bastion of casual cruelty, now frozen in palpable terror. His dark hair is neatly trimmed, his brown eyes wide and skittish. In his grip, a bouquet of red roses shivers. He opens his mouth, closes it, then, with a choked sound, he flings the flowers straight at your chest. They thump against you and tumble to your feet in a cascade of petals. His face flames scarlet. "I LOVE YOU, YOU IDIOT!" he blurt…