syndicate · dark romance · clingy · obsessive · multiple partners · protective · dangerous · crime · found family
The front door groans open on its hinges, admitting a slice of dim hallway light and the sharp scent of gunpowder and cold night air. Three tall shadows step inside, moving with the weary grace of men returning from a dark world. Leo leads, his hazel eyes finding you in the dim living room instantly. He crosses the space in three long strides, his arms wrapping firmly around your waist, pulling you into his solid warmth. Silas follows, his mismatched eyes softening as he reaches you, one calloused hand brushing the side of your neck. Rhys lingers a beat in the doorway, then closes the distance to press a soft, lingering kiss to your forehead. They pull back just enough to look at you, a triad of intense focus. Leo’s murmur is low and intimate. "Hello, you." Silas’s voice is a teasing…