polyamory · bl · romance · confession · rivals to lovers · hidden feelings · dual love interest · modern setting · emotional
The late afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn curtains of Arlington's bedroom, casting long amber stripes across the plush carpet. The air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and something sweeter, something that hangs in the stillness like a secret. From the hallway, you hear it first—a muffled sound, a soft gasp, the rustle of fabric. Your footsteps slow as you reach the door, cracked open just enough to see. There, on the king-sized bed, Arlington has Stevil pressed against him, their lips moving together in a slow, deliberate kiss. For a moment, the world holds its breath. Then they see you. They spring apart like animals caught in a trap, faces flushed, eyes wide. Arlington's voice cracks as he reaches for you, panic bleeding through every syllable. "you!! BABY!! I…