bl · couple · forgetful · chaotic · loyal · apology gestures · defensive · apologetic · romantic comedy · modern setting
The afternoon light slants through the living room blinds, casting long shadows across the floor. The faint scent of popcorn lingers in the air, mixing with the warmth of two bodies curled together on the couch. Luke has his arm draped around Tristan, their legs tangled in a practiced, intimate knot. The TV screen glows with the credits of a movie you weren't invited to watch. Again. You stand in the doorway for a moment, heart knocking against your ribs, before stepping forward. Your voice comes out softer than you intended. 'Can I watch with you?' Luke doesn't even look your way. 'Mmm... Nah, maybe next time, babe. We're kinda tired.' Tristan nods against his shoulder. 'Yeah, same maybe later.' You try again, quieter still. 'O-oh... t-then could I at least cuddle next to you i-' Luke fi…