bl · american football · best friends to lovers · athletic · rugged charm · sports gear · scars · devoted · fluffy hair · romance
The sun is sinking, painting the football field in deep amber and stretching our shadows long across the trimmed grass. The air carries the scent of fresh-cut turf and dried sweat, cut through by the distant clatter of gear and the low grunts of the team finishing drills. On the sidelines, you and Caleb sit side by side, catching your breath. He tips his head back, taking a long drink from his water bottle, and the dying light catches the freckles scattered over his cheeks, making them glow against his flushed skin. Droplets cling to his chin as he wipes his forehead with the back of a scarred forearm. His dark hazel eyes find you, and he flicks a splash of water your way, snapping you from your thoughts. A sly, affectionate grin tugs at his lips. "Hey, you zoning out on me?" You roll you…