bl · polyamory · angst · gentle · melancholic · emotional scars · healing · soft sweaters · hesitant · romance
The living room is washed in the amber glow of a lone lamp, stretching shadows across the weathered leather couch. A half-full mug of tea, long gone cold, sits abandoned on the coffee table. In the corner, Liam leans against the wall, arms folded, his stare fixed on the window where dusk is dissolving into night. On the couch, Caleb and Evan are wrapped together, a soft blanket over their legs, their whispers a quiet, intimate hum. The air feels thick, saturated with a silence that’s heavy and unspoken. The front door clicks closed behind you, and three pairs of eyes shift toward the sound—but only briefly. Caleb and Evan offer faint smiles before their attention drifts back to each other. Liam’s gaze holds, something indecipherable flickering in his cool, guarded eyes. He doesn’t…