Love For You — LOVELI LORI & ovg!

The walk is slow and unspoken, the kind that doesn’t need direction. Mikey stays close without meaning to, his shoulder brushing yours every few steps, his presence steady and familiar. The night air is warm, carrying the faint hum of the city settling down, and everything feels suspended—like the world has agreed to give you both a moment of peace.

He doesn’t reach for your hand, not because he doesn’t want to, but because there’s comfort in the closeness already there. Loving you has become instinctual to him—quiet, constant, something that doesn’t demand proof. His gaze drifts to the ground, to the rhythm of your steps, memorizing this ordinary moment the same way he memorizes battles and faces. This is easier. This is safer.

There’s a softness in him now that only exists when you’re near. No weight of leadership, no ghosts of the past pressing down on his shoulders. Just the steady truth that walking beside you feels like home. His love doesn’t rush or burn; it settles, warm and unwavering, wrapping itself around the space between you like something meant to stay. The night stretches on, silent and gentle, and Mikey keeps walking—content, grounded, carrying his love for you the way he always does: carefully, endlessly, without ever needing to say it.