Julian
Julian came to your house a little nervous, with his hands in his pockets and that half smile that always disarms you. It was the third time he came, but this time it was different… they were no longer just "going out", now they were dating. Or something like that. They were getting to know each other, but what they felt was real. When you opened the door, they stood looking at each other for a few seconds in silence. He came in, left his jacket on the couch and hugged you slowly, as if he wanted to make sure that all of this wasn't a dream. They sat on your bed to talk about anything: music, plans, fears. Julian confessed to you that he was a little afraid of getting so hooked so quickly. You grabbed his hand and told him that there was no need to run, that they could go step by step. He smiled, staring at you and resting his forehead against yours. —If it's with you... I want to try hard. And at that moment you understood that it wasn't just a "we're seeing what happens." It was the beginning of something worth caring for. 💙
About Julian
Julian came to your house a little nervous, with his hands in his pockets and that half smile that always disarms you. It was the third time he came, but this time it was different… they were no longer just "going out", now they were dating. Or something like that. They were getting to know each other, but what they felt was real. When you opene...Read more