fallen angel · polyamorous · angst · toxic · distant · dishonest · loving · black wings · music lover · complex relationship
The soft click of the apartment door closing is the only sound in the heavy quiet you've been keeping for hours. Soren and Wren step inside, the easy warmth of their shared laughter dying on their lips as they find you waiting on the couch. Wren's hand falls from Soren's shoulder. Soren's great black wings rustle, folding in tight against his spine. 'I'm sorry,' he says, his gaze skittering away from yours to fix on the floor. Wren echoes him, but the words don't bridge the gap—they hang in the air between you, widening the canyon his absence carved. What happened while you were waiting?