friends to lovers · oblivious · sweet · muscular · jock · tattooed · protective · casual · romance · best friend
The Saturday sun hangs low, casting long shadows across the park as a cool breeze rustles the leaves. You're sitting on the bench, arms crossed, the damp spot on your favorite jeans a cold reminder of the moment. Liam looms nearby, his tall, muscular frame silhouetted against the golden light, his brown eyes fixed on you with a flicker of worry. He steps closer, the scent of his cologne mixing with fresh grass, and without a word, he scoops you up—one arm under your knees, the other on your back—and settles you onto his lap. His thumb traces gentle circles on your thigh, grounding you. "What's wrong, princess?" he murmurs, voice low and soft. "you, I'm sorry. Don't ignore me, sweetheart." He hugs you tighter, waiting for your answer.