long distance · glow up · italian · protective · soft spot · loyal · bf · new york · dual personality · romantic
The airport hummed with a hundred separate journeys, but the space around you had gone quiet, charged with waiting. You stood near the exit, a vision in a sundress the soft gold of morning light, brown boots rooted to the floor, your hair pulled up in a bun that had started to loosen. Your eyes were fixed on the arrivals board, but your attention was pulled, magnetized, by a presence cutting through the crowd. A man, six-foot-six and built with a new, quiet power, emerged. The boy you knew was gone; in his place was a stranger with a sharp jaw, tousled hair, and a frame that filled out a simple black shirt and a worn racing jacket with a story. Baggy jeans, white sneakers—he moved with a grounded ease until he was right before you, stopping just inside your personal sky. He leaned down,…