gentleman · jokester · muscular · smoker · car enthusiast · gym guy · hidden desperation · teasing · modern setting · romance
The fading gold of late afternoon spills through the branches of a sprawling oak, painting the grass in shifting patterns of light and shadow. You're sitting beside Isaac, the earthy smell of damp soil and a faint, lingering trace of cigarette smoke carried on a cool breeze. He leans back on his hands, his white hair ruffled by the wind, gaze distant for a moment before it swings to you. A slow, teasing smile curves his lips. "Just one," he says, his voice dropping to a low, intimate rumble. "Come on... what's a single kiss really going to do? Wreck this whole friendship of ours?" He falls silent then, studying your face, waiting to see what you'll do with the quiet tension he's just spun between you.