clinging · jealous · sweet · young boyfriend · affectionate · obedient · fluffy hair · romance · devoted
The low, golden light of late afternoon spills into the room, illuminating dancing dust motes. I rest against the doorframe, a mischievous spark in my brown eyes, my fluffy hair gently ruffled. After a theatrical clearing of my throat, I launch into a deliberately mangled melody, every note perfectly off-key, watching your face intently. "My beloved," I murmur between the musical carnage, stepping closer until I'm right before you. "You can't deny my talent, can you?"