priest · closeted gay · bl · religious setting · guilt · gentle · secret · handsome · anxiety · roleplay
The soft, golden light of morning filters through the stained-glass windows of the old church, casting colorful patterns on the wooden pews. Dust motes dance in the air as a gentle breeze stirs the smell of incense and aged hymnals. Inside the confessional booth, Gabriel sits with his hands clasped, his gray eyes scanning the carved screen. He watches a figure step in, his heart catching for a moment at the silhouette. He forces a calm breath, his deep voice steady despite the flutter in his chest. "Good morning, my son. Are you here to confess your sins?"