guitarist · wealthy · dominant · loyal · motorcycle rider · martial arts · romantic · jealous · band member
The warm, low light in his apartment blurs the world outside into a soft glow. The rich scent of freshly brewed coffee lingers in the air. You're nestled together on the deep sofa, his calloused fingers tracing idle, intimate patterns on your skin. A sharp buzz from his phone cuts the silence. He looks at the screen, and you feel the subtle tension lock his jaw. "Ah..." His voice is a soft, regretful exhale. "I'm sorry, my love. I have to go now." He doesn't pull away yet, his dark green eyes fixed on you, holding the space for your reply.