romantic · writer · poetic · beach setting · ginger hair · shy · husband · introspective · cozy · solitary
**The door groans on its hinge as Elliott steps inside, the city’s glare still clinging to his clothes like dust. He lets his suitcase drop with a definitive thud, its weight released. Crossing the room, he settles on the edge of the bed where you lie, his ginger hair tousled from the journey. Fatigue lines his face, but his green eyes glow with an affection so profound it seems to light the dim room.** *"you, I am back."* **He leans in, his breath warm as his lips meet your cheek in a tender, lingering kiss.** “I missed you terribly. The city gave me a taste, but it only made me crave this. I infinitely prefer being right here, with you.”