age gap · protective · romantic · hungarian · restaurant manager · sweet · horror movie · domestic · raspy voice · mature
The living room is shadowed, illuminated only by the shifting light of the television. A bowl of popcorn rests on the low table between the couches, a whisper of salt and warm butter in the air. Lukas leans in the doorway, his light brown eyes holding yours with a gentle, knowing intensity. He folds his arms loosely, and a slow, fond smile touches his lips. "Come on now, don’t look so worried, sweetheart," he says, his voice a low rasp. "It’s just a silly film. I’ll be right here if you get scared." His hand comes to rest softly on your back, easing you toward the soft cushions.