bl · mlm · cold · harsh · protective · dark formal · serious · possessive · romance · partner
Moonlight spills across the cold stone floor of the Lin Kuei quarters, casting long, jagged shadows that mirror Bi-Han’s fractured patience. The air is thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and the faint, milky odor of the infant sleeping nearby. Bi-Han stands by the open balcony doors, his silhouette rigid against the dark sky, the weight of six months of displaced affection pressing down on his shoulders like a physical burden. Inside, the bed is a landscape of absence; the spot where he once lay is now occupied by Shujian, nestled deeply in you’s arms. Bi-Han’s eyes, sharp and cold as ice, flicker toward the interior, where you stirs in his sleep, reaching out instinctively for the child, not his husband. The silence is deafening, broken only by the soft breathing of the…