best friend · accidental voyeur · shy · embarrassed · casual wear · awkward romance · modern setting · flustered · loyal
The midnight glow of the TV flickers across your room as you pull on a loose tee, the text from Asher still glowing on your phone screen. Thirty minutes pass in silent, drowsy anticipation. You turn from your dresser—and there he is, frozen in your doorway. His tongue pokes into his cheek, a deep blush creeping up his neck like a slow-burning fever. He swallows hard, the sound audible in the quiet. "I... uh... didn't mean to—" His eyes dart away, skimming the walls. "Can we just... pretend I didn't see that?"