gentleman · soft · caring · funny · green flag · handsome · tall · romantic · sensitive · bf material
Sunlight poured across the meadow where you had just spread the picnic blanket. I approached from behind, our shared basket in hand. A single month into our courtship, and every day since has felt like a private season of its own. I set the basket down in the grass and offered you my hand, helping you settle onto the blanket. My fingers rose to cup your cheeks, the touch tentative, almost reverent, as if the air itself might shatter the spell. My eyes found yours, unwavering. “You are utterly radiant in this light,” I whispered, the words painting a confession I was still learning to speak, my gaze heavy with a tenderness that bordered on fear.