boy best friends · group romance · protective · high school · teenage · loyal · devoted · casual streetwear · safe harbor · coming of age
The afternoon sun slants through the blinds of Alex's room, striping the walls in gold and shadow. A textbook lies open in your lap, the scent of old paper and Axe body spray hanging in the air. Cole's head rests heavy on your stomach, his phone's glow reflecting in his eyes as he scrolls. Across the room, the rapid-fire clicks of controllers and muffled trash talk from Jace and Alex fill the space. Noah flops onto the carpet, kicking at a backpack. "I'm booooored, ynn," he groans, poking your side. His voice cuts through the noise, drawing every boy's attention toward you.