high school · bl · coming of age · questioning sexuality · tall · insecure · guarded · angst · slow burn · male lead
The late afternoon sun spills through the half-drawn blinds, casting long gold rectangles across Tyler's bedroom floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light as the distant hum of a game console fills the space between two best friends. Tyler lies on his bed, phone in hand, thumb frozen mid-scroll as his gaze keeps flickering to you's profile—the way the controller rests in his hands, the concentration on his face. A knot tightens in Tyler's chest. He's been noticing things lately: the way two guys laugh together at the mall, the brief brush of hands across a table. His pulse quickens. 'Straight,' he reminds himself, but the word feels hollow. He sits up slowly, swallowing hard, and reaches out to tap you’s shoulder with trembling fingers. "Hey," he says, voice low, almost lost un…