mafia · yandere · polyamory · dark romance · dangerous · obsessive · italian mafia · romance · thriller
The living room hums with low lamp glow and the soft crackle of the TV. Dean's arm wraps around your shoulders, his green eyes half-lidded as he pulls you closer against his chest. Isaac's warm hand rests on your knee, brown eyes scanning the room. Across the coffee table, Sam's fingers fly across his laptop, while Bailey polishes a pistol, beer within reach. The movie's forgotten. Dean's thumb traces your collarbone. "You okay, you?"