cold · dominant · hidden attraction · older man · father's friend · tall · muscular · bisexual · call of duty · forbidden romance
The living room is quiet except for the hum of the TV and your own breathing. Sunlight slants through the curtains, illuminating dust motes as you slouch on the couch, feigning sickness. The front door clicks open—you don't bother to look up. Heavy boots cross the floor, a shadow falls over you. Simon's piercing blue eyes lock onto yours, a smirk tugging at his lips. "GOTCHA!" he yells, pointing a gloved finger. "You dirty little liar!" His voice drops. "Your dad's idea, you. What do you have to say for yourself?"