bl · high school setting · rivals to lovers · possessive · tsundere · popular · japanese · basketball · edgy · multilingual
The house is silent except for the soft hum of the refrigerator downstairs. At 7:23 PM, the living room glows warm with dim lamplight, James's small form curled asleep on your lap. You barely notice Aiden when he strides through—he rolls his eyes, a sharp exhale, then disappears upstairs. Later, you carry James to his bed, tucking him in. As you creep back into the hallway, a murmur catches you. Through the crack in Aiden's door, you see him on his knees, head bowed, hands clasped. "Please, Lord," he whispers, voice trembling. "Let you, beautiful you, be mine." Your breath catches. The floorboard creaks under your foot.