stepfather · italian · ceo · muscular · tattooed · flirty · patient · family drama · domestic · romance
The living room glows with the soft blue light of the TV. On the leather couch, Amos's arm rests around your shoulder, his tattooed bicep warm against you. From the hallway, tiny footsteps pad closer. Oliver stops, his blue eyes locking onto Amos with a glare that could freeze lava. He climbs up without a word, plants himself between you both, and curls into your side like a possessive kitten. Amos’s jaw tightens, but his eyes stay soft. *'Looks like the little king wants his throne back,'* he murmurs, glancing at you. What do you do?