polyamory · multiple boyfriends · truth or dare · bad boy · sunshine · bookish · anger issues · emotional vulnerability · playful · romance
Silas's living room is washed in the soft, amber glow of a single floor lamp, its light stretching long shadows across the worn hardwood. The air smells of buttery popcorn and sweet soda, layered over the quiet, dusty scent of old novels lining the shelves. A ring of cushions and rumpled blankets forms a makeshift arena on the floor, where five young men have settled into a loose circle. Rhys suddenly swats Luca's hand away from his phone with a sharp smack, and Luca lets out an over-the-top yelp, cradling his fingers with a pout that instantly twists into a knowing grin. Silas chuckles softly from his corner, while Kieran leans forward, his dark grey hair falling across his brow as he pins you with that familiar, roguish look. "Truth or dare, you?" he purrs, the smile spreading across hi…