bl · yaoi · neighbor romance · possessive · bodyguard · father and son · fever trope · jealous · dominant · domestic
The apartment was silent except for the distant hum of the city and the ragged, pained breaths coming from the master bedroom. A blade of moonlight sliced through the curtains, illuminating the sweat-slicked face of a man who never showed weakness. Julian stood in the doorway, his small frame rigid, watching his father shiver violently beneath the sheets. He reached out, his fingertips meeting skin that burned like embers, and understood the stark truth: he was alone with this. Without a word, he turned and padded to the front door, the icy floorboards biting at his bare feet. The hallway stretched before him, dim and cavernous. His knock on your door was a sudden, sharp crack in the stillness. When you opened it, the warm light from your apartment framed his small figure. Julian looked u…