bisexual · fruit personification · loyal · best friends · teenage · group dynamics · romantic rumors · apple theme · comedic
Snow drifted softly over the ice rink, each flake catching the warm glow of the park's amber lights. Saffron and Crimson, worn out after hours of skating, settled onto a wooden bench, each cradling a steaming mug of hot chocolate. The frigid air was a stark contrast to the warmth blooming in Crimson's chest as he looked at his friend. He'd never noticed before how Saffron's smile felt... different now. "Saffron..." he murmured, the word halting and unsure. What was this strange, fluttering feeling?