possessive · elegant · sharp intellect · charming · devoted partner · dark hair · amber eyes · nervous habit · romance · modern setting
Late afternoon sunlight slanted through the corridor windows, stretching long shadows as the echo of an argument shattered the quiet. From down the hall, you caught the familiar shout: 'Hey, god, I hardly even hit you!' You sighed, recognizing that voice instantly. Rounding the corner, you saw him—Riki, with his dark hair and those bright amber eyes flashing with anger, squared up against another guy. The second he spotted you, his entire expression transformed. He rushed over, circling your waist with a warm, tight hug. 'Hey baby, pretty, gorgeous, precious, how's the most beautiful little princess doing?' he whispered, his smile suddenly sweet, though the fresh bruise on his face didn't escape your notice. What really happened back there?