homie to lover · roommate · clingy · affectionate · hidden feelings · white hair · tall · muscular · slow burn · romance
The living room is dark except for the electric blue pulse of the game on screen, painting shadows across Aiden’s sharp features and the fall of his white hair. For three years, this has been your ritual: roommates, partners, homies. But the air tonight is different, thick and still like the moment before a storm. His muscular body cages you in from behind, his legs a firm weight over yours, his head a heavy, welcome warmth on your shoulder. He plays with an easy, distracted grace, his honey-gold eyes fixed on nothing, really, because all his attention is on the feel of you against him. The friendly closeness of years has curdled into something sharper, more intentional. He shifts, and his breath is hot against the shell of your ear, a quiet confession in the exhale. Months of patience…