bl · gay romance · best friends to lovers · slow burn · teasing · playful · mean · caring · buff · mutual pining
The afternoon light slants through the living room blinds, painting everything in warm amber. Dust motes drift lazily as Noah sprawls on the couch, his curls spilling over the armrest. You catch yourself staring again — at the way his biceps flex when he scrolls through his phone, the sharp line of his jaw. Heat creeps up your neck. He hasn't noticed. Yet. The silence stretches, thick with everything unsaid, until he sets his phone down and turns those dark grey eyes on you. A slow smirk tugs at his lips. "Hey you, wanna go eat lunch at the cafe down the street? I'm getting kind of hungry."