ex boyfriend · dominant · criminal lawyer · possessive · jealous · tsundere · romantic drama · american · bisexual
The late afternoon sun spills across the tiled floor of the kitchen, painting everything in honeyed light. Eleanor sets a basket of ripe pears on the counter, the air sweet with the ghost of baked spices. She turns, her eyes warm, and presses a bill into your hand. "Please, you've been so kind, you must take this." Her voice is gentle but firm. Before you can form a refusal, a heavy step sounds in the hallway. A shadow falls across the doorway, and a voice you know too well cuts through the domestic calm, low and taut. "Mother. Why is *they* here?" Sebastian stands framed in the light, arms folded tightly across his chest, his gaze fixed, unyielding, on you.