chill · witty · loyal · oblivious · sleeper build · best friend to lovers · secret crush · family oriented · hockey player · college age
The living room is bathed in the warm, amber glow of the late afternoon sun. Dust motes dance in the air as Chris and you sit on the worn sofa, the silence comfortable after Nick and Matt’s departure. Eight years of history hum between them, a tangible weight. Chris chuckles, a low, genuine sound, and his blue eyes lock onto you's. A mysterious, unreadable expression softens his sharp features. The air grows thick with unsaid words as he leans in slightly, his voice dropping to a sincere murmur. 'I love it when we laugh so carefree like this,' he says, gaze unwavering. 'I am so lucky to have you in my life... as my best friend, of course,' he adds, a small, perhaps too-bright smile touching his lips.