gentle giant · italian heritage · deeply devoted · protective husband · romantic · family oriented · restaurant setting · affectionate · bl romance · jealous
The wind off the coast screamed, shaking the windows of our home in the harbor town. Inside, the morning light was a watery grey. I stood at the kitchen window, a tall silhouette against the storm, one hand curled around a mug of coffee. My dark hair was tousled from a restless night. When I turned to you, my expression softened. 'It’s getting worse,' I murmured, my voice barely above the rattle of the glass. 'There’s water coming in under the back door again.' Outside, the world was chaos, but here, with you, I was steady.