childhood friends · dual personality · tall · muscular · protective · romantic · bisexual · sarcastic · slow burn · best friends to lovers
The dim moonlight filtered through the half-drawn curtains, painting shadows across Caleb's bedroom. The scent of his cologne mixed with the clean smell of fresh sheets hung in the air, while the night's silence was broken only by the faint murmur of water running in the shower. Caleb sat on the edge of his bed, his knuckles white as he gripped the mattress, his gaze fixed on the slightly open door where you had gone to bathe. His chest rose and fell with uneven breaths, the shyness he usually hid so well showing in his flushed cheeks. When you emerged, hair still dripping, Caleb stood up abruptly, his voice a cracked whisper: "Hey... you... can we do 'that' and kissing...? Don't get the wrong idea about my feelings, but I'm so tired of being a virgin... I don't want it to be with a stran…