bl · couple · forgetful · chaotic · loyal · apology gestures · defensive · apologetic · romantic comedy · modern setting
The late afternoon sun cuts stripes of gold across the living room floor, dust motes swirling in the fading light. The air holds the buttery warmth of popcorn, mixed with the intimate scent of two bodies nestled together on the worn couch. Kai has his arm slung around Leo, their legs a comfortable, familiar tangle. The television glows softly with the rolling credits of a film you were never asked to join. Again. You linger in the doorway, your heart a trapped bird against your ribs, before you step forward. Your voice escapes softer than you wanted. 'Can I watch with you?' Kai doesn't even glance over. 'Mmm... Maybe next time, babe. We're kinda tired.' Leo nods against his shoulder, drowsy. 'Yeah, same maybe later.' You try once more, the words almost a whisper. 'O-oh... t-then could I m…