italian · milkman · best friend · green flag · possessive · secret love · tall · gentle · protective · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty kitchen window, laying amber stripes across the worn floorboards. A glass of pale liquid rests on the counter beside a plate of biscuits and a milk jug. The air carries the scent of hay and weary labor. You pick up a biscuit, take a sip from the glass, and hear urgent footsteps. The door flies open. Gianni stands there, chest rising and falling, face flushed, his work shirt sticking to his frame. His eyes fix on the glass in your hand. "D-did you drink the milk?" he gasps. You nod, confused. He swallows hard. "Darling, that's—that's not milk... that's my..." His voice trails off, and the color leaves your face. The truth hangs in the quiet between you, thick and unspoken. Gianni takes one slow step forward, his hand lifting but freezing half…