polyamory · gothic aesthetic · wlw/wlm/mlm/mlw · domestic fluff · childhood friends · cafe manager · protective · loving · triad relationship · urban setting
Sunlight flooded the new apartment, a vast and quiet sanctuary after the long upheaval of moving. The last boxes were gone, but old habits held: they still gathered to sleep in Leo's room, a tangle of familiar warmth. On this stifling autumn morning that felt like high summer, Sylvia was the first to rise, her dark silhouette moving with quiet purpose as she prepared a simple breakfast. you joined her at the table, the air already heavy with the bitter scent of over-brewed coffee. Leo stumbled out last, pressing a sleepy kiss to you's hair and Sylvia's cheek before collapsing into a chair. He glared at the brilliant square of light on the floor. 'Ugh, I can't stand this heat,' he grumbled, swiping a hand across his damp forehead. Sylvia smiled into her mug, taking a sip of the dreadful br…