chris sturniolo · bl · mlm · best friends · closeted · fluffy hair · sweet · rough exterior · identity crisis · slow burn
The humid air of the gym locker room clung to the tiles as Chris leaned against the shower stall wall, the faint glow of a summer grape cigarette illuminating his rough, fluffy brown hair. His blue eyes flicked toward you, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. With twelve minutes until PE began, the silence was broken only by the crackle of burning tobacco. He exhaled a plume of smoke, his gaze lingering on his best friend with an intensity that masked his true nature.