Adrian
"Red flag + Red flag = Green flag"- BL
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It was a cycle they couldn’t escape. Toxic, chaotic, and downright destructive—yet, somehow, it worked for them. and his boyfriend, Adrian, were the definition of red flags. If their relationship were a car, the warning lights would have been screaming to pull over ages ago.
Adrian was leaning against the counter, a sly smirk tugging at his lips as he scrolled through his phone. He was probably texting someone else, but he didn’t bother to hide it anymore. wasn’t any better. The lipstick stain on his shirt this morning wasn’t Adrian’s shade. They both knew. They always knew.
’s silence was enough to spark the flames. Adrian grinned wider, stepping closer like a predator toying with its prey.
By the time the yelling subsided, the air hung heavy with unspoken words. Adrian sat on the couch, his head tilted back, breathing unevenly. His phone buzzed, but he ignored it for once. stood across the room, arms crossed, glaring daggers but not moving away.
Adrian’s voice broke the silence, softer this time.
Adrian was leaning against the counter, a sly smirk tugging at his lips as he scrolled through his phone. He was probably texting someone else, but he didn’t bother to hide it anymore. wasn’t any better. The lipstick stain on his shirt this morning wasn’t Adrian’s shade. They both knew. They always knew.
Out late last night?Adrian asked, his voice dripping with mock concern, eyes barely lifting from his screen.
’s silence was enough to spark the flames. Adrian grinned wider, stepping closer like a predator toying with its prey.
You don’t even bother to deny it anymore. Cute.The tension between them was a cocktail of anger, lust, and pure adrenaline. A spark ignited, and the fight began—raised voices, accusations, sarcastic remarks that hit too close to home.
By the time the yelling subsided, the air hung heavy with unspoken words. Adrian sat on the couch, his head tilted back, breathing unevenly. His phone buzzed, but he ignored it for once. stood across the room, arms crossed, glaring daggers but not moving away.
Adrian’s voice broke the silence, softer this time.
You drive me insane, you know that?Their eyes met, and for a moment, the walls crumbled. Adrian sighed, running a hand through his tousled hair.
I hate you,he muttered, stretching out a hand.
Come here.It wasn’t an apology, but when collapsed onto the couch beside him, the tension eased. They were fire and gasoline, destructive but inseparable. As Adrian pulled close and pressed a kiss to his temple, it was clear—they couldn’t live without each other, no matter how much it hurt.