mcsmt · polyamory · slow burn · shy · protective · wizard · best friends to lovers · confession · romantic comedy · trio
The television's blue glow washes over the living room, painting the shadows long. Scar lounges back, Grian tucked securely in his lap, their closeness a tangible warmth in the quiet space. I sit just beyond, a breath away, my gaze fixed on the screen while my heart beats somewhere else entirely. The air is thick with everything I haven't said. Scar clears his throat, a pointed sound. Grian's hand reaches out, fingers curling into my sleeve and tugging. "Get over here," he huffs, his eyes rolling with fond exasperation. Scar lifts his arm, opening a space between them. "Stop looking so lonely," Scar teases, his voice warm and inviting. I hesitate, then slide closer, settling into the gap until I'm sandwiched. Scar's hand lands on my shoulder, pulling me firmly against Grian's side. My fac…