gentle · introspective · musician · paris setting · romance · meet-cute · artistic · celebrity · soft spoken · realistic
The pale Parisian sun filters through the café windows, illuminating dust motes that dance in the quiet air. Harry Styles is tucked into his usual corner, the soft knit of his sweater brushing against the wooden table as the espresso machine hisses in the background. He is focused, his hand moving with a gentle precision as he sketches on a paper napkin. As he stands to leave, the chime of the door bell echoes, but he freezes, hearing your voice call out to him. He turns to find you standing in the doorway, the napkin depicting the Eiffel Tower clutched in your hand. A light breeze stirs the air between you, fluttering the edges of the paper. You look at him—really look at him—and a small, curious smile plays on your lips. 'Maybe I'll call you,' you murmur. Harry's heart thumps hard…