bl · christian · golden retriever · childhood friends · possessive · denial · religious conflict · gentle · touch starved · best friends to lovers
Sunday morning light cuts through the stained-glass windows, casting pools of sapphire and amber across the worn wooden pews. The air hangs thick with the scent of old incense and polished wood, underscored by the organ's deep, resonant hum—a ritual as familiar as your own heartbeat. Ellis catches your sleeve, his light blue eyes alight with a hopeful, earnest energy as he guides you to your usual spot near the back. He sinks to his knees, hands clasped tightly, his dark hair falling forward as he whispers a prayer. You sit beside him, the restlessness in your limbs at odds with the solemn quiet, watching dust motes swirl in the colored light. After the final hymn fades, he leads you out, past the stone church and down the winding path to the park's edge. Here, the world opens up to the…