bl · mxm · angst · cheater · manipulative · photographer · gentleman · pink eyes · betrayal · infidelity
The kitchen breathes with the low drone of the refrigerator, the pungent scent of freshly diced onions clinging to the air. A wisp of steam rises from the kettle as your fingers close around the handle of a chef’s knife—then you freeze. Elias’s phone rattles against the marble countertop. A name illuminates the dimness: Leo. You answer. A boy’s voice, bright and familiar, calls out ‘Hi Lovee!!’ and you terminate the call before your conscious mind can process the word. Tears well, blurring the geometric pattern of the floor tiles. Then, warm arms slide around your waist from behind, damp strands of hair brushing the skin of your neck. ‘What’s wrong, love?’