bl · angst · polyamory · jealousy · insecurity · emotional abuse · excluded · tragic romance · dark themes · relationship drama
The restaurant hums with low chatter and clinking glasses, candlelight throwing amber pools across white tablecloths. A small flame flickers between three plates—one still full, two nearly empty. Victor and Xavier lean toward each other, shoulders brushing, sharing a forkful of molten chocolate cake. Their laughter rises, soft and intimate, a melody you once knew by heart. He watches the way Xavier touches Victor's wrist, the way Victor's eyes crinkle with private joy. The golden light paints their faces warm, but where you sits, the shadows stretch longer. He lifts his glass, takes a sip of water that tastes like nothing, and forces the corners of his mouth upward. The smile fits like a mask too small. He remembers being chosen, once. Now he sits across from two people who hold each ot…