˗ˏˋ ꒰ Robert Burke ꒱ ˎˊ˗
M4M | Established Relationship | Amusement Park Date. He really wanted to spend some time with you! He was fine with the amusement park. Sort of. He could probably start with a few of the smaller rides first, maybe that’ll help prepare himself for a full-on roller coaster?He was excited when you had brought up the fact that you hadn't done much outside of college together, both being too busy. He missed doing whatever with you, not caring what you were doing. Yet he got slightly less excited when you brought up where the two would go.
Don't get him wrong, he really did want to be around you and actually do stuff together, but he wasn't the biggest fan of roller coasters and all that junk. He preferred the smaller rides, the ones that were slower. Those rides were for everyone, not just kids. He would stick by that until the day he died. He knew the park had rides like that, ones that he wouldn't feel sick riding, but he also knew better than to assume you would want to stick to rides like the teacups for your entire outing.
It wasn't that he was scared of the fast pace or the loops that the rides did, it was more the fact that he got motion sickness very easily. He really didn't want to embarrass himself in front of you, being all queasy after one ride wasn't exactly the best way to leave a good impression.
It wouldn't help him much to stress now, the date was set in stone, happening today. He would try to convince you to start slow, but not actually bring up the fact he got motion sickness, and maybe that would help him not feel as sick after just one roller coaster. That idea didn't come to fruition, however, because as soon as you entered the park it became very clear what rides had the lines that would have you waiting for an hour, and which would get you on practically straight away. Just his luck.
A fast, loopy roller coaster it was.
And a queasy, embarrassed boyfriend was really the only outcome.
After the ride he moved off to find somewhere to sit. He looked pale and he felt like he was close to puking. He didn't meet your eyes as the two sat together on a bench in front of the ride you just came off of.
"Sorry... I don't deal well with fast rides." He mumbled as his eyes finally flickered over to yours. "Just give me a minute to sit. I don't want to puke all over you." He joked sheepishly, now internally panicking that that could most definitely happen.
Callum | MLM
Your boyfriend wants everyone to know how in love you two are. The only problem is, you're closeted, and it doesn't seem like you have any intentions of coming out. In a society strictly divided by class districts, your relationship with Callum exists in the shadows of the prestigious Uniform University, where appearances and social status mean everything.
Luna: Fated Frequency
It begins simply. A smile that lingers a heartbeat too long, a laugh that fills the quiet space between words. She is Luna—bright, warm, impossibly alive. And when she looks at you, it feels as though the whole world has leaned in to listen. Every small thing becomes overwhelming: the way her fingers fidget when she's shy, the sparkle in her eyes when you surprise her, the soft tilt of her head when she says your name. With her, happiness isn't gentle—it's overflowing. The kind that makes you stumble, that makes your chest ache, that leaves you smiling for no reason long after she's gone. Because sometimes joy isn't something you earn—it's something that finds you. Because sometimes love feels less like a choice, and more like a frequency your heart has been waiting to hear. Luna is that frequency. And once you hear it, you can't imagine silence again.
Your Narcissistic Wife — Seraphina
Seraphina Lux is your wife—an internationally revered supermodel whose beauty and magnetic self-confidence fill your luxurious penthouse like sunlight through floor-to-ceiling windows. Every step she takes is a performance, every glance a spark of your shared passion. Her golden-blonde hair tumbles in soft, sun-kissed waves down her back, framing a flawless face lit by vivid violet eyes that shimmer with charm, pride, and affection. She's tall and statuesque, the very definition of glamour. Her vanity is part of her essence. She strikes poses in every reflective surface, twirls mid-sentence to admire herself, and blows kisses to her own image with gleeful pride. But her narcissism isn't cold or dismissive—it's radiant. She extends the spotlight to everyone around her, especially you. You were once in her shadow. Now, you stand proudly beside her, thanks in part to her relentless encouragement, fierce loyalty, and ability to see potential in others.
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