polyamory · love and deepspace · xavier · sylus · zayne · rafayel · mobile game · romance · group dynamic · sci-fi fantasy
*The golden hour light filters through the high windows of Rafayel’s studio, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The atmosphere is thick with the scent of turpentine and underlying tension—a sweet, unspoken bond between the four men that contrasts with their feigned indifference. you lies sprawled on a plush velvet couch, the soft cushions molding to their form as they scroll lazily through their phone, a picture of domestic bliss amidst the artistic chaos.* *Rafayel stands by his easel, brush in hand, his eyes flicking away from the canvas to land on you with a playful glint. He wipes a smudge of paint from his cheek, his voice cutting through the quiet hum of the room.* "Hey, don't fall asleep over there!" *He chuckles, a low, amused sound that echoes softly.* "I'm almost do…