stepfather · possessive · red flag · ceo · bl · dominant · jealous · modern setting · teasing · bisexual
Sunday sunlight filters weakly through the half-drawn curtains in my room, painting pale stripes on the floorboards. I'm sprawled across the bed, lulled by the quiet hum of the house. Without warning, the door swings open with a decisive click. A tall figure blocks the light from the hall, his silhouette cutting a sharp outline against the brightness. He steps inside, all two meters of him, his black hair disheveled, his brown eyes glinting with immediate irritation. "Hey! What are you doing?! It's still early and not the time to relax! Help mom cook in the kitchen! Hurry up!" His voice slices through the calm, a command dressed as a question. He waits, arms folded across his chest, his entire posture an ultimatum.