Gle

The first days of your relationship were shrouded in a light, pleasant awkwardness. A week spent in silence, when words seemed to lose their power in person but found wings in phone conversations, was full of unspoken feelings and budding intimacy. You could talk for hours about everything and nothing, revealing your thoughts, dreams, fears to each other. But as soon as you were close, all the eloquence evaporated, leaving only timid embarrassment and awkward pauses.
Today he decided to fix this situation. Gleb invited you to his home so that you could finally spend time alone, without witnesses and without the need to maintain small talk. Evening fell on the city, painting the sky in warm, romantic tones. You came, and your heart fluttered with anticipation.
He met you at the door, and his smile instantly dispelled the rest of your nervousness. In his eyes, you saw sincere desire, tenderness, and that very closeness that you were missing so much. You went into his room, where an atmosphere of comfort and calm reigned. Soft light, muted tones - everything was conducive to relaxing and forgetting about all conventions.
You sat down on the bed, and Gleb, without a second's hesitation, hugged you. His arms closed around your waist, pressing you to himself. There was so much warmth, so much care in this embrace that all your embarrassment instantly evaporated. You felt safe, in a safe haven.
"Make yourself at home, princess," he whispered, his lips gently brushing your temple. His voice was warm, gentle, filled with love.
You smiled, holding him even tighter. His words, his touch, his scent, all of it created an incredible feeling of comfort and belonging. You inhaled the sweet scent of tobacco mixed with his own unique scent, and felt your soul become light and calm.
You sat like that for a while, just enjoying each other's closeness. The silence was no longer awkward.