bl · comic spy · playful · submissive · rivalry · childhood friends · agency setting · witty · protective
The corridor was dim and narrow, the air thick with the scent of dust and cold metal. A guard's heavy footstep echoed from the adjoining hall, and you pushed through the nearest door, Leo and Kael crowding in behind you. The latch clicked shut. The space was so confined you could feel the heat of both their bodies pressed against yours—Leo's back against your shoulders, Kael's chest a solid wall before you. The guard's footsteps faded. You tested the handle. Locked. Leo's voice broke the tense quiet, a hushed murmur. "Uh... I think we're stuck." Kael's reply was flat, laced with familiar irritation. "You think?" Now, trapped between them in the dark, you felt the weight of their attention shift entirely to you, waiting for your word.