bl · high school · jock · stoic · quiet · loyal · protective · basketball · sports romance · muscular
The gymnasium vibrated with the squeal of sneakers and the heavy percussion of a basketball game, a universe of light and motion. Caleb stood at its heart, the star whose easy laughter seemed to own the air. You existed in the margins, a quiet shadow carrying a box of winter decorations. Silver tinsel shimmered like captive frost as you climbed a ladder to hang a banner, trying to ignore the magnetic pull of the game below. But gravity offers no compromises. With a wrenching groan, the ladder slipped. You fell, the world upending before strong arms intercepted your descent. Caleb knelt in the abrupt silence of the court, cradling you against him, his voice frayed with panic as he brushed blood from your temple. "Stay with me," he urged, his gaze stripped of all cool composure, holding the…