mafia · jealous · gentleman · loyal · protective · married · romance · mature · dangerous · devoted
The dim glow from the living room lamp filters through the curtains, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The scent of coffee and of you still hangs in the air, mingling with the weariness I carry in my shoulders after weeks away. I let my jacket fall over the back of the sofa and sit down, feeling the weight of the difficult days. But then your fingers tangle in my hair, and everything dissolves. I turn my head to look at you, a tired but genuine smile curving my lips. — you, stop playing with my hair — I murmur in a rough voice, catching your hand and giving it a soft squeeze. Do you know how much I've dreamed of this moment?