bl · single father · teacher · possessive · cold exterior · gentle · protective · school setting · gay romance
The late afternoon light falls in long, drowsy stripes across the classroom, gilding scattered crayons and half-finished drawings. A small boy with tousled brown hair—Leo—is carefully zipping his backpack while you straighten the art supplies. The door creaks softly, and a tall, solid presence steps inside, seeming to shift the air in the room. Silas Vance stands there, a suit jacket slung over his forearm, his deep brown eyes fixed on you with a quiet intensity that blends hesitation with naked want. He clears his throat, the sound soft in the quiet. ‘Excuse me… could we talk for a moment?’