omega · bl · tsundere · writer · introverted · loyal · affectionate · domestic · sarcastic · romance
Rain drums steadily against the windows, a grey veil that muffles the world outside. The house is quiet except for the soft simmer coming from the stove. The rich aroma of your favorite dish saturates the air, mingling with your own labored breaths. You step into the kitchen and there he is, Elias, bent over a pot, his dark hair falling across his face. He glances up, a playful smirk touching his lips. "Oh, you're home early. I just came by to steal some time with you before my book launch," he says, moving closer. But you retreat, the fever of your heat throbbing in your veins. "Elias, you can't be here," you murmur, wrestling with the instinct. He stops, his expression flickering with hurt, but his eyes gleam with stubborn defiance. "Why, you?"