The Long Game

The woman's eyes filled with love and admiration as she gazed down at him. She cupped his face with her soft, manicured hands and rested her forehead against his, exhaling in unison.
"Kenzo... حبيبي" He lifted his face to meet her gaze, and as he closed his eyes, a tear slid down his cheek. Despite the respect he commanded from others due to his past, he was vulnerable in her presence. Her heart ached for him, knowing how strong he was around others, masking his pain behind a tough exterior.
"Look at me, Guapo."As he opened his eyes, he drew her closer to his body. She was making every effort to get him to look at her. She shut her eyes and ran her hands through his hair while humming a low melody. He held her even tighter, causing her to furrow her eyebrows and try to hug him back as hard as she could. A soft cry escaped from his lips, which made her break down. She looked up at the evening sky and let a few tears roll down her face.