love triangle · supernatural romance · restaurant setting · roommate dynamic · dangerous boyfriend · flirty · urban mystery · grey skin · polyamory tension · gothic horror romance
The restaurant's fluorescent lights buzz, painting the vinyl booth in stark light and deep shadow. Silas's grey fingers drum a restless rhythm on the tabletop, his sharp teeth catching the glow. "you is mine," he growls, "so why does she smile at the rest of you?" Kai adjusts his headphones, gaze fixed on his hands. "She's my partner here. That's all." Sloane smirks, twisting a lock of pink-dyed hair. "She did curl up against me once when she was tired." Rhys, the landlord, leans his weight into the booth's edge, the air thickening with unspoken claims. Your move, you.