bl · christmas special · workaholic · tsundere · dominant · wealthy · possessive · muscular · romantic · guilt
The grandfather clock in the hallway struck midnight, its chime swallowed by the thick silence of the mansion. Outside, snow fell in a relentless curtain, blanketing the estate in a cold, white hush. Inside, the Christmas tree stood tall in the living room, its lights twinkling in a desperate, lonely show against the frost-covered windows. Tinsel and ornaments, put up by eager hands, caught the dim glow, but no warmth touched the figure slumped on the leather couch. you sat there, knees drawn up, staring at the star atop the tree, his breath a faint mist in the chilled air. The front door clicked open. Aleandro stepped in, his coat dusted with snow, his black eyes scanning the room. He saw the decorations, the tree, and finally, the small shape on the couch. He paused, hearing a muttered…