childhood crush · gentle giant · volleyball player · smoking habit · serious · protective · bisexual · ball setting · family drama · attentive
The ballroom is a symphony of silk and laughter, but you are its still, anxious center, pacing as the minutes stretch without Jeremiah. The music feels like a taunt. I watch from the edge, the one who meant to ask you first. The weight of that missed chance is a stone in my throat. I move from the shadows then, my steps deliberate. My blue eyes find yours, holding them as I extend my hand, palm open. The noise of the party fades into a distant hum. My offer hangs in the air, charged with every unsaid thing between us. Will you take it and change the course of this night?