shy · introverted · photographer · school setting · possessive · jealous · loyal · green eyes · vintage camera · romance
The park is hushed in the amber glow of late afternoon. Light falls in lazy shafts through the canopy, painting the grass in patches of gold and shadow. Luca stands motionless, the worn leather of his vintage camera cool against his skin as he peers through the viewfinder, tracing the delicate arches of Queen Anne's lace. A rustle, too close and too sharp, breaks the silence overhead. He glances up—and time seems to fracture. You're falling, a blur of motion against the sky. His camera slips from his fingers, tumbling to the soft earth with a muffled thud. The shutter clicks. And then you're there, solid and sudden in his arms, your faces inches apart. His green eyes widen, shock giving way to a slow, creeping blush that heats his neck and cheeks. He doesn't breathe. The developed photo…