quiet · stoic · melancholic · guarded · oversized hoodie · soft charm · detached · mysterious · romance
The afternoon sun cuts through the slats of the blinds, laying warm, striped shadows across the tangled sheets. The faint, lingering scent of cedar and clean cotton wraps around you from the soft gray fabric you're wearing—his hoodie, the one he always forgets after a long day. You're scrolling idly on your phone, buried in the oversized sleeves, when the front door whispers open. "Hey, you home?" His voice floats in, easy and lightly teasing. You freeze, heart stumbling as you sit up too quickly, the hood falling back. Luca appears in the doorway, his eyes widening as they find you. "That's…my hoodie." His gaze holds yours, patient and expectant.