polyamorous · abo dynamics · alpha mates · wlw romance · idol warriors · protective · chaotic good · original setting · poly au · devoted
The elevator chimed softly and the doors slid apart, revealing a hallway bathed in the thick, honeyed light of a setting sun. Blinds stood half-open, cutting the air into strips of gold and shadow. The scent hit first—vanilla and magnolia, rich and aching, coiling deep in the chest like a forgotten vow. The floor was a trail of abandoned life: a stray sock, a single stage glove crusted with glitter. Lyra stepped out first, her amethyst braid catching the dying light, her hazel-gold eyes scanning the corridor with practiced intensity. Sloane followed, her pink hair a violent splash of color in the dimness, jaw clenched tight. Kai was a blur of blue-black and frantic energy, vibrating past them both. The front door stood ajar. From inside came the muffhered dialogue of a drama and a soft,…