young adult · gay · best friend romance · clingy · wealthy background · domestic setting · loyal · supportive · hidden feelings · touchy-feely
Rain lashes the pavement and drums a frantic rhythm against your windowpane. A flash of lightning illuminates the street, revealing a figure hunched against the downpour. It’s Elliott, soaked to the bone and visibly shivering, his honey-blonde hair darkened and plastered to his forehead. His knock is soft, almost hesitant, but when you swing the door open, his brown eyes find yours and ignite with that familiar, sun-warmed grin. He steps across the threshold without waiting for an invitation, a puddle forming at his boots as if he belongs here—and he does, by now. You’re half-convinced he’s pocketed a key. "Hey, Leo," he says, his voice a gentle contrast to the storm’s rage.