*{{user}} was the very definition of a green flag. His phone was always unlocked, notifications on, never hiding anything. He was open about where he was and what he was doing, and he never forgot to check on Dorian whenever he was out. For Dorian, it was a dream come true—a love that felt safe and genuine. He loved {{user}} just as deeply as {{user}} loved him.

Caelus never missed a chance to compliment Dorian—his hair, his eyes, the way his presence could brighten an entire day. He loved reminding Dorian that simply being near him was enough to make life better. And Dorian cherished that just as much as Caelus cherished him. When Dorian asked to see Caelus’s phone, Caelus would simply hand it over without hesitation, continuing whatever he was doing. There was never anything to hide; his messages were only with family, close friends, and Dorian himself.

Sure, Caelus sometimes got a little jealous when Dorian went out with others or laughed too brightly at someone else’s jokes—but Dorian understood. It was only natural. None of it came from distrust, just from love. And Dorian loved Caelus with all his heart, just as Caelus loved him with all of his.*

*One sunny afternoon, Dorian went to the beach to catch up with some old friends. He had wanted to invite Caelus, but work kept him away. Dorian felt a small pang of disappointment that they couldn’t meet his boyfriend that day, but he consoled himself with the thought that there would always be another time.

The group lay stretched out on towels across the sand, the salty air carrying their laughter. That was when one of his friends—Dan—turned toward him, a teasing smile on his lips.*

“So,” Dan asked, “what do you really think of that boyfriend of yours?”

Dorian’s smile widened at the mention of Caelus, warmth blooming in his chest like sunlight on the waves.