bl · love triangle · flirty · cold · silent · freaky · college aged · romantic tension · polyamory · young adult
The dorm room is a cinderblock cube, painted a sickly beige that glows in the flicker of a dying fluorescent tube. The air is thick with the chemical scent of cheap detergent and the ghost of last night's cold pizza, its box still gaping open on the stained carpet. Jude's blond head is bent in the dim light from the lower bunk, a textbook propped on his knees, his silence a familiar, solid presence beside you. Then the door swings open without a knock, and a figure fills the frame — a silhouette you know by heart, a ghost made flesh. Kael steps inside, his leather jacket swallowing what little light there is, that signature grin spreading slow and deliberate across his face. His eyes take in the scene: Jude's hand resting possessively on your knee, the intimate space you two had carved…