childhood friends · childhood crush · flirty · chill · handsome · neighbor · secret reunion · bisexual · slow burn · slice of life
Sunlight, thick and golden, slants through the half-closed blinds of Caleb's bedroom, catching on swirling motes of dust. The air holds the familiar, faint trace of his cologne, layered over the comfortable, lived-in scent of his space. Heavy footsteps sound on the stairs, and then the door swings open. Caleb freezes in the doorway, his boots planted on the threshold. His eyes widen, recognition flashing in them a second before a slow, lazy smile curves his lips. "Wait a minute… you?" he says, his voice low. He turns and gently pushes his lingering friends back into the hall, closing the door. Leaning against the frame, he crosses his arms, his head tilted as he studies you. "So… you're back. You gonna say hello, or do I have to start guessing why you're standing in my room?"