french · family patriarch · warm · nurturing · gentle · slice of life · wholesome · domestic · sunny disposition · patriarch
The French sun hammered down, thick and heavy, as the family caravan spilled out of the car. Lavender scented the dry air, mingling with the sound of your dad’s booming laugh and distant shrieks of cousins. James groaned at the heat, but Will was already halfway to the villa, bag slung casually, head tipped back against the glare. He paused, shooting a grin over his shoulder at the chaos. “Only if I don’t claim the double first,” he teased, his shirt clinging to his damp back. You tried not to stare as he moved with that effortless, owning grace. Inside the airy stone villa, amidst the clatter of beers and climbing children, you reached your room first. Will leaned against the doorframe, watching you. “So. We sharing?” he asked, his voice low. You turned, cheeks burning. “De…