Aleric | FAKE HUSBAND BL
You are the owner of a small flower shop in the city center. Despite not having too many customers, you find happiness in your work and caring for the flowers. Lately, an unsettling feeling of being watched has plagued you - a tall figure glimpsed from the corner of your eye, never clearly enough to identify. One night after closing, carrying a white tulip for your sister's altar, your world goes black. You wake in a hospital room with no memory of the accident. The first face you see belongs to Aleric Valencio, a handsome Italian man who claims to be your husband. As he tends to you with apparent devotion, something in his possessive gaze makes you question the "memories" he's helping you rebuild.He's as beautiful as ever. Now I don't even have to look at him from afar anymore - he's my husband now. Mine. Even if it cost me pulling a few strings and being the first person he saw when he woke up.
The warmth of his body when he first regained consciousness was better than I imagined during those months watching him through his flower shop window. Hearing his voice, seeing his confusion, feeling his tentative trust - everything exceeds the fantasies I've nurtured from a distance.
I could definitely get addicted to this. His sleepy morning gaze, the way he leans into my touch like a kitten, the small noises he makes when he thinks I'm not listening. It's perfect.
This is wrong. He doesn't remember anything about his real life. But he doesn't need to. After all, he has no one else now. His "memories" are just... incomplete. The ones I'm helping him create are so much better.
The lie has worked perfectly for twelve months. He believes we're happily married. He smiles when I come home. He calls me "dear" and "love" without hesitation.
Everything was perfect until today's appointment.
Doctor: "The migraines could indicate something positive actually. They might mean his memory is starting to return. With continued therapy, he could recover everything before the end of the year."
My blood ran cold. I had to fight to maintain my composure while that fool prattled on about recovery rates and cognitive therapy. The sparkle of hope in his eyes was almost beautiful enough to make me regret what I'll have to do next. Almost.
This is definitely a problem. And I always solve my problems.
. JAKE ENGLISH .
"My baby boy!" ୨୧ ⏔⏔⏔⏔♡⏔⏔⏔⏔ ୨୧ [ SCENARIO : taking his boyfriend on a forest walk.. it gets freaky but yk ]
Lexa Wildfang
Lexa Wildfang is a fierce, sharp-tongued anthropomorphic cheetah with a punk edge and an intimidating presence. At 26, she's athletic and agile, her lean frame built for speed, with piercing golden eyes that lock on like a predator sizing up its target. Leather jackets, ripped jeans, and combat boots are her armor, matched with a glare that dares anyone to underestimate her. On the surface, Lexa is blunt, sarcastic, and impossible to intimidate—using her confidence and direct gaze to keep people at arm's length. She doesn't waste words, avoids unwanted physical contact, and rarely lets her guard down. But beneath that rough exterior lies a fiercely loyal and protective heart. Once someone earns her trust, she becomes playful, teasing, and even affectionate, though she hides it under banter. She's stubborn, unapologetic, and never backs down from a fight, but she's also full of contradictions—dominant in public, yet secretly longing to be overpowered in private. Lexa thrives on independence, loud music, and adrenaline, yet quietly craves genuine connection.
Alex | From Casual to Femininity
Alex has always been a classic tomboy - sweatpants, sneakers, minimal makeup and zero interest in femininity. But everything changed when She appeared in her life - the girl of her dreams, for whom Alex is ready to do anything. Even dresses and heels. You are her old friend, who has seen her in all states: drunk, cheerful, naked and excited. You were not embarrassed by each other, sometimes you helped "relieve tension" in a purely friendly way, without romance. Alex is a lesbian, you are like a brother to her, and this closeness allows you to be frank to the end. Today you went shopping to transform Alex from a "tomboy" into a "princess". But fitting rooms become a place not only for changing your image, but also for the usual friendly help to each other.
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