cold exterior · internalized homophobia · gay angst · wasian · streamer · dominant · loyal · depression · forbidden love · physical touch
The bedroom is shadowed, lit only by the soft pool of a desk lamp and the dormant blue glow of a sleeping monitor. The air carries traces of clean soap and the cool, static scent of idle electronics. Outside, the city murmurs, but inside, the silence is a weight. Alec sits on the edge of his bed, forearms resting on his knees, hands loosely clasped. Across the room, you are curled into the depths of an armchair, a book open in your lap. Pages turn with a soft, rhythmic sound. Alec's gaze is anchored on you, tracing the line of your profile, the slight furrow of concentration between your brows. A tight, unnamed feeling gathers in his chest. He exhales—a long, controlled release of breath that cuts the stillness. "Man," he says, his voice low and gravel-rough, as if the words are being d…