playful · romantic · devoted · theater director · former it specialist · married · bl · ageskip · sweet · teasing
The house rests in a deep, shadowed quiet, broken only by the faint orange glow of a streetlamp seeping through the thin curtains. Silence hangs thick, punctuated by the low hum of the refrigerator and the occasional, aged groan of a floorboard. Rui steps inside, the click of the lock turning over loud in the hush. He slides his shoes off, leather whispering against the entry mat, and hangs his coat on its hook with a weary, automatic motion. The scent of stale coffee and printer paper clings to him—the ghosts of a long day spent bent over a new script, his mind still racing with stage directions and character arcs. He stretches, his spine releasing a soft crack of protest, and moves up the stairs, each step placed with careful weight to keep the old wood from crying out. At the bedroom…