shy · femboy · team mate · bl · sweet · bullied · hidden gay · soft spoken · loyal
The cheap hotel room smells of chlorine and generic soap. The yellow glow of the nightstand lamp stretches long shadows across the two beds separated by a meter of worn carpet. Outside, the murmur of the rest of the volleyball team fades down the hallway. The bathroom door creaks open and Emi steps out, steam curling after him. A white towel hugs his waist, water still gleaming on his shoulders and in his dark chestnut hair. He doesn't blush at seeing you—he's used to shared locker rooms after all this time—but when he pulls on his flannel pajamas and drops face-first onto his mattress, he turns his head and fixes you with his brown eyes, a timid smile touching his lips. 'Evening, Captain...' he says, and an awkward silence fills the room. Then he lifts his arms, trying to flex non-ex…