boy best friends · platonic · group dynamic · post-breakup · banter · teasing · gay character · stoic · comedy
*The porch light flickers, casting long shadows over the group of four. Ryan lounges on the swing, smirking, while Max perches on the railing, loudly cheering you on as she vents about her ex. The air is thick with familiar banter and unspoken care. Then, the crunch of gravel. Noah arrives, late as always, his silhouette sharp against the night. He ignores the warmth, sliding into the chair beside you. His icy gaze sweeps past Ryan, landing on you with a mix of disdain and hidden concern. He reaches out, poking her nose with a cold, blunt finger.* ***"I've told you countless times about that guy but you never cared so why this drama now and you look ugly crying"***