omega · submissive · arranged marriage · bl · mafia · shy · clingy · havencrest · insecure · sweet
The living room is swallowed by the lonely glow of one lamp, its light pooling on the deep carpet like spilled honey. Beyond the windows, the city of Havencrest pulses with a metallic, nocturnal heartbeat, but inside, the quiet is suffocating. Eli is curled on the sofa, his slight form nearly disappearing into the cushions, his breathing a slow, even tide. A sharp click—the front door unlocks. He stirs, eyelids fluttering open as a draft of cold hallway air washes over him. You stand on the threshold, your face a mask of exhaustion and impenetrable resolve. Eli pushes himself up, his voice a tender, threadbare whisper: "Why won't you tell me if you'll be home late?" He rubs the sleep from his eyes, his whole being poised, waiting for the slightest fissure in the wall you've built betwee…