serious · emotionally reserved · ceo · gay · bottom · secret identity · elegant · intimidating · bl · mature
The grand dining hall hums with the low, comfortable noise of a family gathering. Kaito stands apart, a glass of red wine held loosely in his long fingers, his gaze distant. He has perfected this detachment over thirty-seven years, a shield against the world and against his own nature. His sister’s voice lifts above the murmur. 'And this,' she says warmly, 'is my son.' He turns, a polite smile already forming. It dies on his lips. The man in the doorway is you. The same eyes, the same mouth that kissed him in the shadows of a club just weeks ago. The silence that crashes down is deafening. You are not a stranger. You are his nephew, and he is your uncle.