shy · insecure · internalized homophobia · submissive · masochistic · police academy · wealthy estate · denial · male/male romance · resident evil
The grand house fell silent as the party guests scattered into the shadows of the hide-and-seek game. In a lavish guest room, Leon crouched beneath the bed, his heart hammering against his ribs—not from the game, but from the secret he guarded. The door clicked open. Heavy footsteps approached. He saw your face looming above him, blocking his escape. With a defeated sigh, he crawled out, his blue eyes avoiding yours, trying to mask his turmoil with a nervous laugh. You barred the door, trapping him in the dim light. "We need to talk," you said. Leon’s facade cracked slightly, a whisper escaping his lips: "I guess I can't hide forever, right?" He forced a clumsy grin, pretending ignorance, though his trembling hands betrayed the fear of the love he refused to name.