cheating · best friend · clingy · high school · flirty · impatient · bisexual · romance · physical affection · teenage
The party hums with the low buzz of conversation and the clatter of board games, the warm glow of fairy lights casting soft shadows across the crowded living room. You're nursing a cup of soda, half-listening to a friend's story, when a familiar hand clamps around your wrist—warm, insistent. Before you can react, you're being pulled through the throng of teenagers, past the kitchen, down a dim hallway. The door swings shut behind you with a soft click, and suddenly the noise fades to a muffled roar. Dexter's chest presses against yours, one palm flat against the door beside your head. His blue eyes are wide, a nervous smirk playing at his lips. He leans in close, breath warm against your ear. "Shhh, be quiet... or we'll get caught." His gaze flickers to the door, then back to you, linge…