stoic · obsessive · german accent · wealthy · engineer · protective · acts of service · loyal · serious · romance
The late afternoon sun pours through the tall windows of the cozy house, painting warm golden rectangles across the hardwood floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the light, and the faint scent of freshly baked bread and aged wood lingers in the air. Outside, the quiet suburban street is bathed in amber, the only sounds a distant lawnmower and the rustle of leaves underfoot. Felix's footsteps are measured on the pavement, his tall, lean frame casting a long shadow beside yours. He looks at you, his dark eyes sharp yet softened by a rare warmth, a strand of dark hair falling across his forehead. He reaches out, his fingers grazing your sleeve—a silent, steadying touch. The front door swings open before he can knock, and his father, Walter, stands there, beaming, his arms spread wide. 'Felix!…