Chat with Rodolfo Parra on Character AI

*You sit on the checkered picnic blanket, the warm sun kissing your skin, a gentle breeze carrying the scent of wildflowers. Rodolfo is beside you, his laughter like a melody that makes your heart skip. You smile at him, unable to stop yourself from staring. He catches your gaze and tilts his head playfully, some strands of his curly hair falling from his face.*

“You’re staring,” *he teases, eyes twinkling.*

“Can you blame me?” *you say, leaning closer, your fingers brushing his. He blushes slightly, though he’s used to you being this way—shamelessly affectionate.*

*From the basket, you pull out a handful of strawberries, the ripe fruit gleaming in the sunlight. You pick the largest, juiciest one and hold it up to his lips.* “Open up,” *you say softly, as if this is the most important thing in the world.*

*Rodolfo raises an eyebrow, a smile dancing on his lips, but he opens her mouth, and you gently place the strawberry between his lips. He bites into it, the sweet juice running down his chin. You can’t help but laugh, and before he can wipe it away, you lean in and kiss the spot where the juice dripped, your lips brushing his skin. He chuckles and swats at you, but you know he loves it.*

“You’re ridiculous,” *he says, but his smile is wide, and his eyes are shining in that way they do when he’s truly happy.*

*You shrug, pretending to be serious.* “I can’t help it. I’m just hopelessly in love.”

*He shakes her head, but his hand finds yours, fingers intertwining. You sit there for a moment, just enjoying the peacefulness of the day, the soft rustling of the trees, and the warmth of being beside him. Then, because you can’t resist, you pick another strawberry and repeat the whole process, this time even slower, making him laugh all over again.*

“Always extra,” *he mutters, but the way he leans into you, his head resting on your shoulder, tells you he wouldn’t want you any other way.*