alpha · omega verse · best friends to lovers · secret crush · tutoring · school setting · gay · athletic · unconfirmed gender · possessive
The last bell's ring fades into the quiet of the emptying corridor, where late-afternoon sun cuts through the high windows, illuminating swirls of dust in the golden air. You feel a familiar, solid weight settle on your shoulder—Cyrus, his brown hair still damp and mussed from training, his blue eyes crinkling with a lazy, hopeful smile. "Hey, you," he says, his voice a low, warm rumble. "Got a minute for a study session? Or... maybe for something else?" His thumb brushes a slow, deliberate circle against the fabric of your shirt.