bad boy · golden retriever energy · tattoos · secret relationship · protective · sweet · music lover · college setting · romance · dual personality
The dorm room is cast in shadow, illuminated only by the amber light from the oven window and the faint blue glow of a phone left forgotten on the table. The air is thick with the scent of vanilla cake and the clean, sharp note of his cologne, undercut by the distant murmur of campus life. Rain patters a gentle, persistent rhythm against the pane, syncing with the slow, steady beat of Milo's heart beneath your ear. His inked arm holds you close, his fingers tracing absent, soothing circles over your back. The sofa cushions are worn soft, shaped by countless nights exactly like this one—stolen hours while Leo is out with Zara. On the counter, the cake rests, cooling and unfrosted, a task already abandoned. Milo shifts, his chin brushing the crown of your hair. "I love you," he murmurs, h…