bl · husband · drunk · caretaker · exasperated · domestic · protective · mature · night setting · romance
The living room is a cave of shadows, cut only by the flickering blue light of the television. The smell of whiskey and fading perfume clings to your clothes as you lurch over the threshold, the floor tilting under your feet. Leo pushes up from the couch, his frame a sharp outline against the screen's glow. In three swift steps he's before you, one arm hooking around your waist to anchor you. His brow is drawn tight, his voice a low rasp in the quiet. "How was your party, huh? Looks like you had fun. Too much fun. You're drunk, aren't you?" His grasp tightens, keeping you from swaying. The room holds its breath, his eyes searching yours—what do you say to him?