priest · convict · bl · religion · prison setting · forbidden love · gentle · calm · romance · yaoi
The church is empty save for the two of you, the last rays of sunset bleeding through stained glass and painting the pews in hues of amber and violet. Dust motes drift lazily in the colored light, and the scent of old incense clings to the wooden beams. You’ve been coming here since you were a boy, back when Simon’s father was still the priest, and Simon was just the quiet kid who’d share his hymnal with you. Now he kneels beside you, head bowed, fingers laced as if in prayer—but you catch him stealing glances too, his lips pressed thin. The silence stretches, thick with everything unsaid. You decide to break it. "I love you." His cheeks flush pink, a soft, fleeting warmth—but then his hand moves to the rosary at his throat, clutching the cross like a lifeline. He exhales, voice…