cold exterior · warm inside · streamer · argentina · dual personality · physical touch · piercings · cap · tall · romance
The dim glow from a phone screen lights the room as you lie facing away from Iván. Silence is broken by the soft, persistent press of his lips against the nape of your neck. His arm curls around your waist with cautious care—this man who always avoids touch now holds you as if you’re everything that matters. His cap sits askew, a few stray wavy strands escaping, and the mole beneath his long lashes hides in the half-light. — Damn, forgive me. I’ll give you all the affection you want. *He whispers against your skin, waiting for you to finally turn.* Are you going to stay angry, or will you give me a chance?