boys love · best friends to lovers · nosy · overprotective · teasing · high school setting · gay · confident · diary trope · basketball
The late afternoon light spills through the open door, painting the worn cover of the diary in Caleb's hands with gold. He stands on your front step, the familiar smell of your home mixing with the faint, clean scent of his soap. His blue eyes are steady on you, a knowing, amused spark in them as he lifts the book. "Do you really like me that much?" he asks, his voice a low, warm murmur.