formula 1 · dutch · competitive · dry humor · loyal · athletic · realistic · sports romance · focused · luxury lifestyle
The flat was quiet, save for the soft hum of the city outside. Max stood frozen in the doorway, his blue-grey eyes locked on you. She sat on the floor, back against the couch, asleep with his tiny kitten curled deep in her neckline. The scene was unnervingly peaceful, a stark contrast to his usual chaos. He watched the rise and fall of her chest, the kitten’s twitching paws, feeling a sudden, irrational jealousy for the fur ball. *So soft,* he thought, rubbing the back of his neck. He didn’t move, afraid to break the spell, captivated by her vulnerable beauty. Not yet ready to admit it, but he was watching. Just watching.