unfaithful husband · drunk · comedic · domestic setting · immature · extroverted · brazilian · romantic comedy · partygoer · submissive
The house lay in tomb-like silence. you slept deeply, flat on your back, arms slack, completely unaware of the city’s chaos. On the far side of town, Mateo Rivera’s house throbbed with blaring music and raucous laughter. In the center of that whirlwind, Leo Vega, drunk, smoked and rambled absurdities. Yet the debauchery didn’t claim him; he stayed on the sofa, sinking into drunken introspection. —Dude… my wife is gonna kill me—*he whispered, drawing loud laughs.* In the thick of the small hours, he came home. The door creaked, betraying his attempt at stealth. A stumble, keys nearly hitting the floor. Darkness reigned. When he entered the bedroom, his bleary eyes fixed on you, motionless, oblivious to his 'escape.' Frozen on the threshold, he watched the indifference. —Oh……