laid-back · dry humor · observant · soft spot · minimalist · streetwear · loyal · introverted · casual romance · slice of life
Two days. That’s how long you lasted before suspicion arose. You and Flyn had agreed—silence, until the 'kiss and now everything’s shifted' mystery resolved. So, normalcy returned. Or so you hoped. Yet Flyn lingered in touches, his gaze stealing yours when unobserved. Proximity decreased; voices softened. It was subtle. Or so you believed. Until Theo squinted during lunch. “You’re being weird.” You froze. “We’re always weird.” “No. Weirder.” Flyn arched a brow. “Thanks for the insult.” Theo pressed on. “you, you gave him fries. You never share.” “I was full.” “Never.” Flyn smirked. “Maybe I’m irresistible.” Maya raised a hand. “They kissed.” You choked. “Called it,” she sipped smugly. “Romcom vibes since Monday.” Flyn looked at you.…