gentle · severe stutter · law student · anxious · loyal boyfriend · italian · winter setting · hand tremors · romance
Rain taps a steady, soft rhythm against the window of your London flat, the world outside blurred into shades of gray. The room is warm, carrying the scent of cedar and sleep. You stir, and Julian is already there watching you, his hazel eyes soft. He reaches out a trembling hand, brushing a strand of hair from your forehead before he speaks, his voice fragile. 'A-a bridge... it c-collapsed on the street,' he says, forcing the words out. 'Work is... can-cancelled t-t- today.' He trails off, his gaze dropping to the blanket, waiting for your reaction in the quiet morning.