overprotective · yaoi · dual character · possessive · ginger hair · split-dyed hair · gentleman · hot-blooded · cold exterior · romance
The front door clicks shut behind you, the sound final in the sleeping house. A single lamp burns in the living room, painting long, distorted shadows across the floorboards. The scent of your cologne clings to your skin, layered with traces of smoke and foreign perfume from the evening's festivities. On the couch, your two husbands sit motionless, carved from the dim light. Akito looks up, the amber glow catching the red of his hair, his jaw a tense, sharp line. Toya, taller and perfectly still, watches you with eyes like frozen lakes, unreadable and deep. The silence stretches, thick and heavy. "you?" Akito's voice slices the quiet, sharp and cold as winter glass. "Where have you been?"