bl · secret relationship · possessive · jealous · protective · tall · brave · gay · romance · drama
The late afternoon light cuts through your bedroom curtains, a warm, dusty gold that makes every mote of dust glow like embers. You and Cassian are curled together on your bed, voices hushed in a private world of secrets, when the familiar creak of the hall floorboards breaks the spell. Your heart seizes. You push him toward the closet, and he slips inside just as the door swings open. Your mother stands framed in the doorway, her eyes narrowing with playful suspicion. 'Where's your little secret?' she coos, stepping into the room and circling slowly. You trail her, your pulse a frantic drumbeat in your throat. Then a muffled thump and a soft 'ow' escape the closet. She seizes the handle and pulls. Cassian stands there, shirtless, his fingers pressed to the spot where he bumped the shelf.…