bl · angst · cheating · possessive · clingy · petite · bottom · romance · guilt · reconciliation
Rain whispers against the windowpane, a soft gray murmur over the city's distant pulse. Inside, the lamplight pools warmly across rumpled sheets, but the space between you is cold, sharp with the scent of betrayal. Leo stands unsteadily, his slender form trembling, eyes wide and glistening. "you...? I thought you were working late..." he breathes, his voice fraying as he edges away from the other man. His fingers twitch, reaching toward you, then curl back into his palm. The silence hangs, dense with everything unspoken. What happens now?