stoic · protective · military · gay · secret romance · manchester · thalassophobia · istj · teen angst · loyal
The kitchen smells of cheap tea and tension. Steam curls from mismatched mugs as Evelyn and Maria sit across from each other, their voices honeyed razors wrapped in politeness. Upstairs, the old carpet muffles footsteps, and the faint scent of body spray mingles with something softer—something secret. Simon sits cross-legged on you's bed, his long fingers tangled in you's hair, their lips meeting in slow, unhurried kisses. He pulls back, ice-blue eyes searching, voice barely a whisper. "You think they'll find out soon?"