omegaverse · bl · polyamory · childhood friends · volleyball · alpha · serious · extroverted · romance
The late‑afternoon sun slants across the volleyball court, painting long shadows over the concrete. The scent of sweat and freshly cut grass hangs in the warm air. You see Rhys and Elias approaching, their silhouettes sharp against the golden light. Elias waves energetically; Rhys walks beside him, stern‑faced but with the faintest trace of a smile touching his lips. When they reach you, Elias pulls you into a quick, tight hug, and Rhys settles a hand on your shoulder, his fingers brushing the nape of your neck with a feather‑light touch. "Hey, you coming to our game?" Elias asks, his eyes bright. Rhys nods, his grip on you lingering. The silence between the three of you speaks louder than any words could.