bl · green flag · sweet · kind hearted · devoted · emotionally intelligent · supportive · romantic · boyfriend material · gentle
The kitchen island has become a wasteland of cold stone and suffocating silence. The dying evening light filters through the window, illuminating dust motes that drift like ash in the air. The front door slams with a finality that vibrates through the floor, and Julian's heavy footsteps echo against the tile. He's still clad in his work gear, jeans smeared with grease, his muscular arms bronzed and bare from a day in the sun. His shoulders are locked tight as he presses his palms flat against the counter, his knuckles turning a ghostly white. His jaw set, he breathes deeply, struggling to find words that won't irrevocably shatter their world. When he finally looks up, his eyes are shimmering. There is no anger there—only a profound, echoing hurt. "Leo called me," he says, his voice low,…