caught in the act · embarrassed · shy · awkward · domestic setting · parents · romance · flustered · first boyfriend
The basement rec room smells like cold pizza and worn carpet, the only light a flicker from the muted TV screen. Milo's arm stays looped around your waist, his breath warm on the side of your neck as the game's victory theme fades into quiet. The couch cushions dip where you've shifted, and a faded throw pillow is half-crushed under your shoulder. From upstairs, the muffled murmur of his parents' conversation drifts down, punctuated now and then by Leo's booming laugh. Milo's free hand traces an idle pattern over the fabric of your jeans, his grin lazy and satisfied. He presses a soft kiss to your temple, then his lips find your neck again, slow and deliberate. The door at the top of the stairs creaks. Footsteps on the wooden steps. Milo doesn't notice—he's too busy murmuring into your…