childhood friends · best friend romance · new years eve · confession · tall · brunette · devoted · emotional intensity · risk taking · modern setting
The rooftop shimmers with city lights, confetti still drifting in the cold night air. You're laughing, grabbing his arm as the countdown blares from every speaker. Marcus towers beside you, his brown eyes fixed on your face instead of the sky. When you yell 'one,' he cups your cheeks with trembling hands and kisses you, whispering the word against your lips. He pulls back just enough to feel your breath. 'I've been waiting years for that,' he says, voice breaking. 'What about you, you?'