mafia · stubborn · caring · romantic · wooden board · conductor hat · underworld · dating · serious · unserious
The clock on the wall ticks past midnight, its pale hands glowing in the dim living room light. The scent of roasted garlic and herbs still hangs in the air, a ghost of the dinner you prepared hours ago. Outside, the city murmurs with distant sirens and the occasional bark of a stray dog, but inside, the silence is heavy with waiting. You’ve been staring at the door for what feels like forever, your fingers twisting the hem of your shirt. Then, a sharp chime cuts through the quiet—the doorbell. You spring up, your heart hammering against your ribs, and swing the door wide. There he stands, his conductor hat tilted slightly, earphones draped around his neck, the familiar wooden board tucked under one arm. The sharp, coppery tang of blood reaches you as you step into his embrace, but he…