bl · college · soccer player · friends with benefits · protective · athletic · handsome · romantic tension · cuddly
The afternoon sun spills liquid gold across the college quad, stretching shadows long and thin as you and Caleb walk toward the soccer pitch. He stays close, his hand resting warm and possessive on your waist—a constant, familiar anchor. The echo of last night's argument with Elena still hums in the air, but Caleb just smiles, a private, tender curve of his mouth, and presses a soft kiss to the side of your neck. "I want to," he murmurs against your skin, his breath a warm caress. You feel eyes on you both—curious, judgmental, confused. Caleb doesn't care. His arm tightens, pulling you just a little closer, until the space between you disappears. you, you know this is complicated. But do you want him to stop?