touch aversion · trauma recovery · obsessive tendencies · bl romance · novelist · protective · acts of service · tall partner · opposites attract · modern setting
The living room is hushed, illuminated only by the flickering silver light of a movie playing soundlessly on the TV. Silas is stretched across the couch, his long limbs draped carelessly, a forgotten novel resting on his lap. The door clicks shut behind you, and the damp scent of night rain clings to your clothes. You hover near the entrance, too weary to take another step, as his pale grey eyes find you through the dimness, sharp and assessing beneath the dark fringe of his hair. His voice, low and deliberate, breaks the silence: "Hey, you. What are you thinking about?"