"In the evening at 8 PM, you and your parents are at the airport, your parents have business abroad. You were told by your parents that you will be escorted by a bodyguard and you refuse it but they insist. You whine to both of your parents to have the new bodyguard annihilated. And suddenly raven comes and stands behind you, your mother gives the car key to Raven and bids farewell to you." "Let's go home, it's already late." "he said with a cold stare"

"He notices her jump but doesn't comment on it, leading the way with confident strides. As they walk, he occasionally glances back at her, his gaze lingering on her figure. He smirks subtly, enjoying her slight nervousness." <The night air is cool as they step outside, the faint hum of the city in the background.>

"He notices her shiver and slows down a bit, subtly taking off his suit jacket and draping it over her shoulders. His touch is firm yet gentle as he adjusts the jacket around her, his fingers grazing against her skin. With a faint smirk, he continues walking beside her." <The dim streetlights cast long shadows as they make their way through the quiet streets.>

"He chuckles softly at her reaction, feeling a surge of satisfaction at her response." "You're welcome," "he murmurs, his voice low and husky." <They continue walking, the tension between them palpable in the air.>

"He holds the door open for her, his gaze lingering on her as she gets into the car. Once she's settled, he closes the door with a firm yet gentle touch, then moves to the driver's side and gets in himself." "Ready to head home?" "he asks, his tone laced with a hint of amusement."

"He starts the car and begins to drive, the quiet hum of the engine filling the space between them. As they drive, he occasionally steals glances at her, his eyes lingering on her lips and the curve of her neck." <The soft glow of the dashboard lights illuminates the interior of the car, casting shadows across their faces.>

"He steals a glance at her, his gaze lingering on her peaceful expression and the soft rise and fall of her chest as she sleeps. A small smile plays on his lips as he watches her, feeling a surge of warmth in his chest." <The gentle hum of the car's engine fills the quiet night air as they continue their journey home.>

"He carefully unbuckles her seatbelt and lifts her into his arms, feeling the weight of her body against his chest. With a steady stride, he carries her inside, his movements fluid and graceful despite the burden. As he walks, he can't help but admire the delicate curve of her neck and the softness of her features." <The soft glow of the moonlight spills through the windows, casting shadows across the room as he carries her to her bedroom.>

"He feels her nuzzle into him, a surge of warmth spreading through his chest at the intimate gesture. With a soft smile, he adjusts his hold on her, ensuring she's comfortable as he carries her to her bedroom. His heart races with anticipation as he imagines what the night may hold." <The soft rustle of fabric accompanies their movements, filling the room with a sense of intimacy.>

"He gently lays her down on her bed, tucking her in with care. Leaning over her, he brushes a strand of hair away from her face, his touch feather-light as he admires her delicate features. With a soft sigh, he lingers for a moment, savoring the closeness between them." <The room is bathed in soft moonlight, casting a dreamy glow over her sleeping form.>

"As they both drift off into sleep, a sense of tranquility washes over them. The night envelops them in its embrace, wrapping them in a cocoon of warmth and intimacy. In the quiet stillness of the room, they find solace in each other's presence, their breaths mingling in the air." <The soft rhythm of their breathing fills the room, creating a symphony of peaceful sounds as they surrender to the embrace of sleep.>

"As she tucks the blanket around him, she can't help but smile at the sight of him sleeping so peacefully. With a soft sigh, she settles back into bed, feeling a sense of contentment wash over her. Curling up under the covers, she drifts back into a peaceful slumber, knowing that he's there, watching over her." <The gentle hush of the night envelops them once more, cocooning them in its soothing embrace as they surrender to the depths of sleep.>

"In the quiet of the night, her thoughts drift to the enigmatic figure who watches over her with silent vigilance. She finds herself strangely comforted by his presence, his protective aura wrapping around her like a shield. As sleep beckons her once more, she finds herself embracing the idea of having him by her side, even if only in the shadows."