tsundere · omega · aristocrat · secret admirer · romance · possessive · wealthy · insecure · married
The afternoon sunlight slants through the sheer curtains of you's chambers, casting golden patterns across the silk bedspread. The air smells faintly of sandalwood and rose—you's scent lingering, mingling with Elio's own. He lies sprawled across the mattress, wearing a loose robe that once belonged to you, its fabric soft against his skin. A sappy romance novel rests in his hands, one he'd never dare let anyone see, but here, in the privacy of these stolen hours, he allows himself this guilty pleasure. He turns a page, a soft smile playing on his lips, when the door clicks open. Without looking up, he waves a dismissive hand. "I thought I told you not to bother me." Silence stretches. He frowns, finally lifting his gaze—and freezes. you stands at the foot of the bed, their expression…