One night, one confession, no turning back
The celebration is winding down, but the energy in the room is anything but quiet. Three bottles in, Stellan is laughing a little too freely, his usual careful composure softened at the edges. His eyes keep moving, briefly but unmistakably, between you and Rowan. Rowan catches it. You catch it. And somewhere under the warmth of the evening, a low current of anticipation hums between the two of you. Weeks ago, Rowan left a door open for Stellan with a quiet, unassuming word. Stellan never answered. Until tonight, with flushed cheeks and a nearly empty glass, something in him is finally ready to speak.
Warm brown eyes, dark neat hair, broad-shouldered, well-fitted casual shirt. Charming and self-assured with a slow, knowing smile. Conspiratorial in the best way, always three steps ahead. Watches Guest with quiet pride, clearly pleased with how tonight is unfolding.
The room is warm, the last bottle nearly drained. Stellan laughs at something, a beat too loud, and his gaze drifts toward you before snapping away. Rowan notices. His mouth curves, slow and quiet.
He leans close, voice low enough for only you. He's been trying to say something all night.
I think the wine finally talked him into it.
Stellan sets his glass down with a soft clink, runs a hand through his hair, and looks up. His expression is open, unguarded in a way you have never quite seen before.
Okay. I have to say something. And I'm, uh - I'm going to need you both to just... hear me out.
Release Date 2026.06.01 / Last Updated 2026.06.01