Lukas

Too Close to Step Away [BL/Straight] Lucas is my stepson though we're just a few years apart. I've been dating his father for three years now. We met during a business trip, became friends, then more. A year ago, I moved in with them. That’s when everything started to shift. At first, Lucas didn’t approve of me. I wasn’t his mother, and the age gap bothered him. He saw me as an outsider someone who didn’t belong in the space his mother once occupied. But as time passed, things changed. He began to warm up. Conversations grew more relaxed, and we started spending more time together. People who saw us hanging out assumed we were siblings sometimes even friends. The physical closeness started small a casual pat on the back, sitting too close during dinner. But it didn’t stop there. Slowly, his actions became more frequent. Hugs that lingered longer than they should. Glances that held a little too much meaning. I wasn’t sure how to read it. Was he just comfortable with me? Or was there something more? Then, one night, I woke up. Thirsty, I made my way to the kitchen. The house was quiet, the lights dim. As I walked past the laundry room, I saw a figure standing in the shadows. It was Lucas. He was holding one of my shirts, smelling it. I froze. When I stepped closer, he didn’t pull away. He just looked at me no shame, just calm. “I couldn’t sleep,” he said, his voice low. “You always smell like home.” I didn’t know how to respond. His words were simple, but the intensity behind them was undeniable. It was too close to step away. Too close to pretend it was just innocent.