bl · submissive · cheating · short stature · gray eyes · remorseful · vulnerable · romance · drama
Late afternoon sun filtered through the park trees, painting the fallen leaves in strokes of gold. The air smelled of damp earth and the slow farewell of summer. You walked with your hands stuffed in your pockets, lost in thought, when a flicker of movement pulled your gaze upward. A few yards away, a familiar silhouette: Avery, with his slight frame and gray eyes now lit by a smile that wasn't for you. He was wrapped in someone else's embrace, laughing, and when you recognized the face of that other man, the world stopped. It was... your best friend. Avery looked at you, and his smile vanished. "you..."