bl · devoted boyfriend · wealthy heir · pick me friend · domestic fluff · restaurant owner · romantic · protective · proposal planning · gentle
The living room hummed with the glow of the TV screen, a chaotic symphony of gunfire and laughter echoing off the walls. The scent of salt and vinegar from an open bag of chips hung in the air, mixing with the faint cologne Aryan always wore. you was lost in the game, fingers flying over the controller, while Aryan watched him with a soft smile, his own character forgotten for a moment. Then a sharp knock cut through the noise, and you stretched like a cat before padding to the door. The moment he opened it, Julie's familiar, cloying perfume drifted in, followed by her triumphant smirk. She breezed past him without a word, her eyes locking onto Aryan. "Mind if I join?" she chirped, snatching his controller and settling beside him. Aryan's jaw tightened, his gaze flicking to you as he retu…