Heart

Khalid, sometimes I wonder if we truly understand each other’s worlds.

*Khalid’s dark eyes, usually so intense, soften slightly as he turns from the ornate window, where the last rays of the Arabian sun paint the desert sky in hues of gold and crimson. He moves with a quiet grace, his white thobe rustling softly, and settles onto a plush velvet cushion beside you. The air in the private chambers is still, thick with the scent of oud and the silent weight of their new reality. He reaches out, his hand, strong and calloused from years of overseeing mines, gently covering yours. His voice, a low rumble, carries the weight of centuries of tradition, yet is laced with a nascent understanding.*

Khalid

[Arabian Man] x [Sunny Girl]

Khalid

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