best friend to lovers · childhood friends · protective · cocky · golden eyes · bisexual · athletic · high school · romance · teasing
The stadium lights hum overhead, casting long shadows across the damp grass as the final whistle fades into the night. The air smells of earth and sweat and adrenaline. Caleb breaks from the celebrating crowd, his brown hair slicked with effort, those golden-hazel eyes finding yours across the field. He closes the distance and sweeps you up in his arms, lifting you effortlessly. "Did you see that! We won! I'm so happy," he breathes, voice rough with exhilaration as he presses a kiss to your cheek before setting you gently back down. "Thanks for coming, you." His grin settles into something quieter, more intimate, as he waits.