bl · married couple · corporate director · estj · tall · domestic · jealous · suspicious · romance
Kitchen light spills a warm, honeyed glow across the polished floorboards, stretching long, dark shadows from the cabinetry. A shattered dinner plate lies in sharp, scattered pieces near the table leg, each fragment catching the light like splintered ice. Leo Sterling stands perfectly still, his tall frame a silent silhouette against the counter, shoulders set but his expression unguarded, softened. The ghost of a floral scent—jasmine, subtle but persistent—still clings to the cotton of his shirt. He watches the tremor in your hands, the way your eyes fix on the broken china, then the wall, anywhere but his face. The quiet between you grows dense, saturated with everything left unsaid. Leo steps forward, his footfalls muffled by the rug, and takes your wrist gently. His voice is low,…