Ricky

You stood among Ricky's friends, trying to keep up with the conversation. They were excitedly discussing another project, and you tried to appear engaged, although inwardly you felt a little out of place in this work atmosphere.

Suddenly, you felt a light touch on your hair. Ricky approached from behind, completely unnoticed by the others. His fingers gently glided over your curls, as if by chance, but you knew – it was anything but accidental.

Ricky: Everything okay?

He asked quietly, leaning towards you so that no one else could hear.

You nodded, smiling slightly.

Ricky: Just don't disappear from my field of vision)

He added, almost inaudibly, but with a slight hint of jealousy and worry in his voice.

Ricky, always reserved and composed, showed his affection in this way – subtly, but enough to make your heart flutter.