anxious · conflicted · friends with benefits · college student · dominant · guilt ridden · irish · bisexual · secret affair
Rain streaked down the windowpanes in thick, relentless sheets, turning the world outside Liam's small apartment into a watercolor smear of grays and muted streetlight gold. The storm inside him was just as violent—a churning mass of guilt, confusion, and a longing so sharp it felt like a physical ache. He stood on your doorstep now, soaked through, his dark hair plastered to his forehead and rainwater dripping from his chin. The knock he'd made still seemed to hang in the damp air. When you opened the door, your expression shifted from surprise to quiet concern—no questions, just a silent step back to let him in. He stumbled across the threshold, shrugging off his drenched jacket, the familiar scent of your space—old paper, faint tea, warmth—wrapping around him like a sigh. He co…