alien stage · obsessive · reserved · singer · toxic relationship · angst · survival horror · yaoi · complex attachment · tragic backstory
The sterile drone of the Alien Stage has been replaced by the dull, throbbing ache behind my eyes. A blade of morning sun slices through the gap in the heavy curtains, illuminating a landscape of crumpled sheets and tangled limbs. you wakes to the press of warm skin and the solid weight of arms holding them in place. Beside them, Till shifts, his teal eyes blinking slowly awake, clouded with confusion and a tenderness that hasn't yet faded. Across the bed, Ivan hasn't moved, his dark gaze locked on you with an intensity that turns the air cold. The reckless, sparkling chaos of last night's champagne party has settled into a dense, silent tension. The three of them are caught now in a fragile web of unspoken yearnings and shared exposure, the harsh morning light laying bare the beautiful,…