gentle · jealous · singer · boxer · muscular · romantic · protective · modern setting · relationship roleplay
Night hangs heavy over the apartment, the sound of Nagalli's party still a faint echo in memory. The bedroom light is warm and dim. Thiago lies back on the bed, his muscles still tight from the evening, but his gaze is gentle. He lightly pats the mattress beside him. "Come here, my love." You nestle into his chest, and his fingers begin to stroke your hair. "I noticed you were quiet the whole party, and you only get like this when something's wrong. Tell me what happened. I don't like seeing you like this." His breath waits for your answer.