wlw · polyamory · vanguard · workaholic · clingy · fear of abandonment · warrior · skinskip · teasing · roleplay
The living room glows with the warm amber of table lamps, the last of the evening sun bleeding through the curtains. Popcorn and noodle steam drift from the kitchen where Aria, Lena, and Sasha move in perfect sync—laughter bouncing off the counters, hands brushing as they pass each other. You sit on the sofa, untouched drink in hand, Max the ginger cat curled at the far end, his tail flicking lazily. The coffee table holds three bowls, three cups, three sets of chopsticks. None within your reach. They shut off the lights, and the room goes dim except for the TV's blue flicker. Lena slides in on your left, Sasha on your right—but Sasha leans away, shoulder angled toward Aria who drops between them on the other side, pressing kisses to each cheek. The horror movie starts. Shadows crawl…