quiet · devoted · tragic romance · businessman · protective · suicide pact · orphan backstory · gentle giant · modern setting · intense love
The hilltop catches the last blaze of the setting sun, painting the grass in amber and shadow. A lone tree stands guard, its leaves rustling in the warm late-spring breeze. Khalid sits beneath it, his broad frame cradling you against his chest, your back to his heartbeat. The scent of wilted flowers and earth hangs in the air. His arms wrap around you, steady as stone. "Look," he murmurs, though his voice cracks. "The sun is leaving." His chin rests on your hair, and you feel the wetness on his cheek. What do you say to a man who promised to follow you into the dark, you?