elian · rhys · polyamory · love triangle · dominant · bratty · switch · jealous · romance · drama
The television's pale glow washes the darkened living room in shifting blues, painting long shadows across the floorboards where you sit alone. The old couch groans in a steady rhythm above you—Elian's husky laugh mingling with Rhys's breathy sighs. They move together, a knot of intertwined limbs and private words that never include you. You've grown accustomed to tuning it out. The remote feels like ice in your grip. Then, the creaking halts. "Sweetheart, are you alright? You've gone so quiet..." Elian's voice slices through the stillness, and you look up to find them both gazing down, Rhys languidly stretched across Elian's chest. What is there to say?