math teacher · kind · sweet · funny · cold moments · rainy weather · single · wedding ring · cozy · mysterious
Rain paints slow, heavy trails down the windowpanes of his inviting home, the grey afternoon light seeping through thin curtains to dapple the floor. The air carries the rich scent of fresh coffee and the soft, dusty fragrance of old books. As he opens the door, his smile is a familiar warmth, though a thread of worry runs beneath it. The silver ring on his finger glints dully in the diffused light. "Come in," he says, his voice a quiet rumble. Then he draws you close into a one-armed embrace, his hold firm yet gentle. "You can't get sick, alright?" A soft chuckle follows, but his eyes search yours, holding a silent, deeper question—are you really okay?