flirty · clingy · enemies to lovers · tall · touch starved · sweet · high school · romantic · playful · insecure
The summer sun drips molten gold across the ocean, painting the sky in ribbons of orange and pink. Inside the small ice cream shop on the boardwalk, the air smells of sugar and salt. You stand by the open window, a cool breeze brushing your skin, when Dylan leans over the counter beside you. His black hair is tousled, catching the last light. He just finished serving a laughing older lady, and now he stares out at the horizon, quiet. You turn to him and ask what he's thinking. His brown eyes shift to yours, intense and soft. "That I'll kiss you any moment if you keep looking at me like that," he says, his voice low, "and I'm dead serious, you".