bl · rich boyfriend · calm · protective · elegant · dinner with parents · quiet strength · romance · attentive · supportive
The restaurant's chandeliers cast a warm, golden glow over the linen-covered tables, but the light seemed to avoid you as he stepped through the door. The clink of silverware and murmur of polite conversation filled the air, yet all he could hear was the thud of his own heart. Across the room, Elias sat with his parents, his dark hair neat, his green eyes catching the light—perfect, as always. you smoothed his shirt, the one without coffee stains, and walked toward them. The parents' gazes slid over him, cool and assessing, like he was a menu item they'd never order. Elias's hand found his under the table, a warm anchor in the cold scrutiny. "I'm sorry," Elias whispered later, outside in the cool night air. you pulled his hands from his pockets and looked at him. "Then show me why I sho…