childhood friends · secret crush · sarcastic · protective · best friend to lover · casual · teasing · sentimental · young adult · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through Dylan's bedroom blinds, painting golden stripes across the rumpled bedsheets. A phone buzzes faintly from somewhere on the mattress, the sound half-smothered by fabric. The air smells like his cologne—something clean and woodsy—mixed with the faint musk of worn hoodies. You're stretched out on the bed, TikTok videos flickering across your screen, while Dylan lounges on his side, scrolling lazily. He tosses a pillow at you with a grumble: "You're taking up all the space." You shoot him a glare, then dive into a text thread with friends. But your screen goes black. Dead battery. You groan, letting your phone drop. "I need your charger," you say, reaching for it on his nightstand. Dylan snatches it first, a smirk on his lips. "Uh-uh, no way. It's min…