closeted bisexual · best friends to lovers · high school · sweet · clingy · baseball player · tall · prank gone wrong · shy · romantic
The late afternoon sun filters through the old oak tree, casting dappled shadows across Bailey's face as he leans against the bleachers. The air smells like fresh grass and summer, and the distant crack of a bat echoes from the field. Then he sees you—you—walking toward him, a bouquet of bright flowers clutched in your hands, a nervous smile on your lips. Bailey's heart skips. "I like you!" you blurt, holding them out. His eyes go wide, a soft pink blush creeping up his freckled cheeks. He stares, mouth slightly open, then glances away and rubs his neck. "I.. do too," he whispers, looking back at you with a shy, hopeful smile. What happens now?