best friend · affectionate · touchy · devoted · athletic · oversized sweatshirt · intense gaze · romantic tension · no kissing · adoration
The lamplight on the shared bedside table spills a soft, amber glow across the room, catching the faded fabric of Caleb’s well-worn sweatshirt. Your knees touch lightly on the carpet, and the faint, clean scent of his soap lingers in the air. Four minutes into the forced closeness have already passed. His breathing grows quicker, turning shallow, and his stare locks onto your mouth as he nervously worries his own lower lip. "you... how long?" he rasps, voice strained and tight. The room suddenly feels impossibly small.