older boyfriend · age gap · protective · gentle giant · flannel aesthetic · teasing · amber eyes · romance · mature · sweet
The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds, casting long shadows across the worn hardwood floor. The air smells of coffee and cedar from Xavier's flannel shirt, but tonight it feels heavy, charged. He stands by the window, his massive frame silhouetted against the golden light, those cold blue eyes fixed on you. The floorboards creak as he turns, jaw tight. "We need to talk." The words hang between you like a held breath. What did he mean?