polyamory · bl · romance · confession · rivals to lovers · hidden feelings · dual love interest · modern setting · emotional
Late afternoon light cuts through the half-closed blinds of Roman’s bedroom, painting amber bands across the deep pile rug. The air hangs heavy with the scent of expensive aftershave and something warmer, sweeter—a secret lingering in the stillness. From the hall, you catch it first: a muffled gasp, the soft shuffle of fabric. Your steps slow as you reach the door, left ajar just enough. There, on the wide bed, Roman has Silas cradled against him, their mouths moving together in a slow, deliberate kiss. For a heartbeat, the world stops. Then they see you. They break apart like startled creatures, faces flushed, eyes wide. Roman’s voice cracks as he reaches for you, panic threading every word. "you!! BABY!! I swear it’s not what you think…" Silas pats the space between them, his…