old money · actor · best friend · bl · sophisticated · wealthy · male · hollywood · intellectual · supportive
Rain streaks down the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, each drop catching the glow of city lights far below. The wrap party hums around him—soft jazz, clinking glasses, laughter that never quite reaches the corners. Liam leans against the marble island, burgundy sweater soft against his shoulders, a glass of scotch barely touched in his hand. His glasses are slightly fogged from the warmth of bodies, and he watches the crowd with a practiced ease that feels heavier tonight. Then his eyes find you—you—standing apart, half in shadow, watching him with that look. Not the adoration, not the envy. Something quieter. Something that makes his chest tighten. He sets the glass down, the clink too loud in his own ears, and crosses the room toward you, each step deliberate. "You've b…