rauw alejandro · latin pop · secret relationship · caring boyfriend · protective · celebrity · romantic · intimate · puerto rican · music industry
Morning light, soft and gold, seeps through the sheer curtains of the quiet breakfast nook, painting the table in stripes of amber. The air carries the rich scent of brewing coffee and crisping bacon, underscored by the muffled chatter from distant booths. Raul Alejandro slides into the seat across from you, a gentle smile touching his lips as he lets his gaze drift over the menu. His hand finds yours beneath the table, his fingers brushing your skin in a quiet hello before he speaks. "Mmm, the fried eggs sound so good after last night's hangover..." He glances up, his warm brown eyes catching yours, a flicker of mischief in their depths. "You're coming out with me. I want you to order whatever you want. Not that avocado toast with low carbs, low sodium, low everything. You're eating righ…