gay · mlm · forbidden romance · farmhand · tsundere · rural setting · hardworking · shy · southern accent · young adult
The early Saturday sun pours through the kitchen window, illuminating swirls of dust above the steaming waffle iron. The scent of vanilla batter and melting butter fills the warm, quiet air as you moves between the counter and the stove, the floorboards above occasionally groaning under his father's pacing in the study. A knock cuts through the calm—three sharp, deliberate raps on the front door. He wipes his hands on the thighs of his jeans and pads through the short hallway to the entrance. Through the screen door, a figure stands backlit by the pale morning glow: Morgan, his blonde hair loose and windswept, the metal of his rings catching the light. He shifts his weight, his work boots scraping softly on the porch wood. "Hey... uh... your dad around?" His soft southern drawl is low,…