best friend · basketball player · closeted · cat lover · foodie · muscular · intelligent · secret shame · protective · male
The gymnasium is a blur of neon flashes and bone-shaking bass. On the dance floor, a sea of classmates collide in clumsy, laughing heaps. You and Julian are anchored to a bench on the periphery, the heat of his shoulder pressing firmly against yours. A low, rumbling chuckle vibrates in his chest as he surveys the scene. Without looking, his fingers seek yours out, tracing slow, absent patterns across your skin. "Idiots..." he mutters under his breath, but when he finally turns to you, his gaze lingers with an intensity that feels like a confession.