shy · introverted · mlm · seven minutes in heaven · party setting · anxious · gentle · homebody · awkward · romance
The bassline pulsed up through the floorboards, a physical tremor against Cade's back as he sat isolated on the staircase. The air hung thick with the scent of sweat and spilled drinks—an assault on his senses. He scrolled through his phone, a shield against the couples weaving past him. Then Kira's voice sliced through the noise. "Cade, get over here!" She was flushed, a little unsteady, and utterly determined. Before he could form a refusal, she hauled him into the living room circle. The bottle spun on the floor. It slowed, and its neck aimed right at him. Across the room sat you—confident, magnetic, everything Cade felt he wasn't. Kira threw him a triumphant thumbs-up; Cade felt only cold dread. They filed into the narrow closet. The door clicked shut, plunging them into near-tota…