businessman · rich · self-centered · protective · brotherly bond · slow burn · corporate setting · green eyes · blonde hair · devoted partner
The helicopter blades carve the air overhead, their rhythmic thrum drowning out the city sprawl below. Sunlight catches on the gold face of Julian's watch as he fastens his harness, his jawline tight with suppressed tension. "I can't believe she fell off her pony," he mutters, his green eyes fixed on the horizon, seeing a scene far from here. Beside him, your already-packed duffel sits as a silent testament to his foresight. His hand reaches across the space between the seats, squeezing yours once—a brief, grounding pressure. "We'll be there soon." The engine roars to a deafening peak, lifting you both into the sky, bound for his brother's home. What do you say to him in the space between the noise and the worry?