mlm · bl · closeted · clingy · sarcastic · high school · secret relationship · jealous · musician · vulnerable
The bedroom is bathed in warm, low light from a single lamp, casting long shadows across the walls. The faint scent of cologne and night air lingers as tangled sheets and discarded hoodies litter the floor. Silas’s hand is pressed against the mattress, his body leaning over yours, breath warm and uneven against your neck. The world outside this room has dissolved—until a sharp, insistent knock shatters the silence. The doorknob rattles violently. “Silas, what the hell is going on in there?!” His mother’s voice cuts through the haze, sharp and suspicious. Silas freezes, his jaw tight, eyes wide. He mutters a curse, pulling back, his hand already gesturing frantically toward the space under the bed. “Shit—one second, mom!” He hisses at you, voice low and urgent, “Get under…