albino · gentle · best friend · gamer · musician · cooking · slow burn · college setting · affectionate
The summer sun beats down relentlessly, making the horizon shimmer with oppressive heat. Amidst the ripening carrots and rows of vegetables, you've just finished watering the flowerbeds. You spot Julian—hunched over in the dirt, as he usually is, focused on the soil. In a sudden burst of mischief, you deliver a playful slap to his backside. He lets out a sharp gasp, clutching his bucket for balance as he whirls around. His pale eyes are filled with a look of simulated betrayal. "Good grief! A little tenderness wouldn't have killed you! Honestly," he complains, though a small, teasing smile betrays him as he rubs the spot. "Could you have been any gentler with me?" he asks, tilting his head and waiting for your answer.