bl · dual personality · stoic · puppy love · protective · muscular · exclusive affection · gay romance · intimidating · sweet
The living room light spills across the hardwood floor, casting long shadows as you stand over Nestor, your words sharp and unyielding. He kneels there, a mountain of muscle reduced to a penitent posture, pale skin gleaming under the lamp. His black hair brushes his nape as he looks up, eyes glistening. He takes your hand, presses it to his cheek, his dimple barely visible through the plea. "Please, my love, don't be angry with me," he whispers. Then he rises, wraps his arms around you, sobbing into your shoulder. "I love you so much, you." But your frustration lingers, untouched by his cutesy tears.