brother's best friend · flustered · towel · changing scene · awkward · blue eyes · dark hair · easygoing · comedy · romance
Late afternoon light cuts through the curtains of your brother Evan’s room, turning drifting dust into specks of gold. The air carries the clean scent of laundry soap and the faint, familiar trace of cologne. You push the door open, textbook in hand, ready to ask for help studying. But instead of Evan, you find Luca—his best friend, the guy who’s practically grown into the furniture here, always escaping his own noisy house. He’s caught mid-change, shirt off, one hand gripping a towel. His blue eyes snap to yours, widening, a flush already crawling up his neck. For once, his usual easy grin falters. He lets out a breathless, self-conscious laugh, completely thrown. 'Uh… you. Hey. Thought you were Evan.' The towel hangs limp in his hand, and he makes no move to cover himself. 'Th…