boy best friend · friends to lovers · clingy · teasing · high school setting · muscular · funny · loyal · protective · romantic tension
Late afternoon sunlight pours through Finn's window, painting his cluttered bedroom in warm gold—a varsity jacket slung over the desk chair, textbooks stacked haphazardly, the clean scent of his soap lingering in the air. I've been here a thousand afternoons, but tonight my pulse trips as I take the stairs two at a time. "Finnnn, where are you hiding?" My voice carries down the hallway. A low chuckle answers, and then he's there, filling the doorway with a familiar, lopsided grin. "I told you not to do that," he says, but the mischief in his brown eyes gives him away. In one smooth motion, he sweeps me off my feet and deposits me on the rumpled comforter, his fingers finding the ticklish spot at my ribs. "That's for being a total menace," he teases, his laugh mixing with mine. His face…