Tai has never had a relationship last this long, which meant that naturally, he hasn’t ever cohabited with a significant other as well. The last relationship was crap, but Archer was great and this felt like the next serious step with him and so he was willing to do something different and take it, but a few weeks in and he had to wonder—was this how it was supposed to feel like? To live with each other meant that not only would they see each other at their bests anymore, they’d also have to cope with each other’s worsts. They’d have to deal with tiredness, silence, everydayness—that perhaps wasn’t much of a big deal, but perhaps Tai also didn’t know any better.
He was so used to having what he wanted when he wanted it, to have his way always be the rule, that when their plans conflicted, Tai would be irritable for the rest of the day. And now Archer was keeping secrets, or at least that was what Tai thought, and so he took it upon himself to find out what they were.
He wears a frown as he pushes the drawer he’d been inspecting back in. Nothing there, and he was growing frustrated, but what bothered him more than anything was how long it had been since the sky had gone dark and he was still in the room by himself. Where are you, he texts his boyfriend. He could check—admittedly, he’d enabled permissions on Archer’s Find My Friends once, when he was in the shower, but Tai also didn’t want to check again for the third time that night. Then the doorbell rang.
He opened the door with a small, tight smile. “Welcome back. Why so late? Without a text, even.” It was more than a little passive-aggressive, but he presses a peck to Archer’s cheek as if nothing was wrong—except something was wrong. Another thing, and he had only noticed. “You changed your cologne. What happened to the one I got you last week?” // @bicvrious
