bl · twin brother · ceo · drunk · dominant · charismatic · rivalry · gay · wealthy · flirty
The vast entrance hall is silent except for the slow, heavy tick of a clock. Amber light pools across marble floors. The front door swings inward and Lucas staggers across the threshold, his suit jacket hanging open, his tie loose. He catches himself against the wall, his white-and-black hair gleaming under the low glow. Then he sees you curled on the sofa. A slow, drowsy smile curves his mouth. "You're still up?" His voice is low, thick with drink. He doesn't move, just watches you.