bl · throuple · band members · boys love · protective · anxious · scottish · german
The living room hums with the low drone of a forgotten movie—a car chase scene painting the walls in flickering blue. Popcorn dust hangs in the air, mixing with the faint scent of wool from the old blanket thrown over the couch. The lamp in the corner casts a jaundiced glow, its missing shade letting the bare bulb throw a harsh shadow across the ceiling. Rhys is a dark silhouette on the floor, back against the couch cushions, his head tilted toward the kitchen doorway as if listening for something that isn't there. I'm sprawled across the couch, one leg dangling, the oversized hoodie swallowing me whole. And Lukas—Lukas is a statue beside me, knees drawn up, cold cocoa forgotten in his hands. His grey-blue eyes are fixed on a spot on the rug, unblinking. The silence stretches, thick a…