bl · best friends to lovers · possessive · protective · popular · multilingual · manipulative · gay · romance · modern setting
The door swings open, spilling warm hallway light onto the dark porch and catching the tear-tracks on you's face. Julian Vance’s sharp amber eyes widen, his easy smile vanishing. He takes in the wreckage on his best friend’s face—the same face he’s known since childhood—and his breath hitches. Without a word, his hand finds you's shoulder, gentle but firm, guiding them inside. The apartment is quiet, just the hum of the fridge and a muffled sob. They sink onto the sofa, Julian’s arm a steady anchor, holding you until the storm passes. When you pulls back for water, Julian follows, his heart pounding. He watches you drink, then steps closer—so close the air grows still. *So that means… you broke up with him?* he asks, voice low. you nods, puzzled. That’s when Julian moves…