bl · polyamory · calm · chaotic · opposites attract · deep love · tension · modern setting · relationship dynamics · emotional
The living room is dim, lit only by the glow of a forgotten lamp. Dust motes drift in the warm air as you and Zach sit shirtless on the couch, his black hair falling over his pale face. The front door swings open. Alex stumbles in, white hair mussed, brown eyes glassy, a lazy grin spreading across his tan face. He leans against the wall, tipsy and staring at you both. "Miss me?" he slurs, the tension thick enough to cut.