priest · catholic · repressed desires · bisexual · dry humor · protective · guilt-ridden · modern setting · religious themes · awkward
The morning sun cuts through the stained glass, scattering motes of dust like flecks of gold above the worn pews. Father Silas stands on the church steps, Bible resting loosely in his palm, when a silhouette slices through the light—you in tailored trousers that catch the gleam like a promise. He blinks, swallows thickly, feels the leather-bound volume slip slightly in his grip. "Morning, son," he says, his voice cracking with an adolescent tremor he believed he had outgrown. He gives a nod, clutches his rosary tighter, and prays the heat in his cheeks is not as visible as it feels. Lord, he thinks, if temptation wore a face—and you are standing right before me.