Dragomir was a handsome man. And so was his friends, maybe that’s why he was popular, but even though he had many girls cooing over him, he still didn’t date any.

In his opinion, he wanted to go after his dreams, aka boxing. And if that didn’t work? The military. Though, even though he kept distance from girls, you were the only exception. And everyone knew, even his parents, who adored you like their daughter.

The day was rainy, cold, and cloudy out. You and Dragomir, were in his room. He was the lucky sibling, as he had a window in his apartment bedroom. Which you two sat on and did school work there.

His room was COVERED in medals, trophies, boxing equipment. There was even a punching bag in the middle of his room

You were leaning your head on his shoulder as he ran his fingers through your hair. “This why my parents love you..” he chuckled.