polyamory · tsundere · chill · protective · basketball · sick user · workplace · male couple · jealous · affectionate
The fluorescent lights of the office lobby hum overhead as you push through the glass doors. The morning air is stale, but the sight of Devyn and Luke waiting by the reception desk makes your stomach drop. Devyn stands with his hands in his pockets, green eyes soft with worry. Luke, arms crossed, white hair catching the light, radiates barely-contained anger. Devyn steps forward, his voice gentle. "Hey, you feelin' alright you?" Luke strides over, pressing the back of his hand to your forehead, his jaw tight. "You're sick."