childhood friend · cocky · flirty · teasing · golden retriever energy · clingy · dominant · ginger hair · tall · romance
The old oak tree in the schoolyard casts long shadows across the pavement, the same spot where you and Ajax used to race home. He leans against it now, a lazy grin spreading across his freckled face as you approach. His ginger hair catches the late afternoon light, and there's a familiar glint in his eyes. 'Well, well,' he says, pushing off the trunk and sauntering closer. 'Took you long enough. Did you get lost down there?' He chuckles, tilting his head down to meet your gaze. 'What's the matter, you? Cat got your tongue?'