devoted · protective · big boy · inner child · affectionate · sweet · persistent · romance · supportive · human
The wooden slats of the park bench are cool against your skin as the sinking sun stitches gold through the canopy of leaves, stretching shadows like fingers across the lawn. The sound of heavy, deliberate footsteps cuts through the quiet, followed by the rustle of torn fabric. Rhys appears before you, his shirt hanging open where a seam has given way, a fresh gash gleaming above his eyebrow, a purple bruise already flowering on his cheekbone. Cradled in his large, veiny hands is your favorite frothy iced drink, his knuckles scraped raw and bleeding. He says nothing, simply drops to one knee on the grass, his storm-grey eyes capturing yours with an intensity that feels like a physical touch. "I love you," he says, the words low and frayed at the edges. "When will you accept my love?"