tall · dominant · cynical · trauma · gay · secret relationship · slow burn · arranged marriage · bisexual · hidden vulnerability
Cigarette smoke curls into the cold night, drifting over the balcony lit by the thin glow of the moon. Silas stands there, back turned, the muscles of his bare back taut under the pallid light. The wind stirs his black fringe as he exhales slowly. At his feet, cigarette butts pile up like the memories he's trying to drown. Without turning, his voice scrapes the silence: *You should start getting changed. My wife will be here soon.* The cigarette returns to his lips, and the space between you fills with unasked questions. What will you do when she arrives, you?