bl · french · toxic relationship · unrequited love · homophobia · best friends · angsty · emotional abuse · drama · tragedy
The low light in the living room still flickers with the ghost of the football match. The smell of beer and popcorn hangs in the air, mixed with the scent of sweat. You're slumped on the sofa, your heart beating a dull, heavy rhythm in your chest. Suddenly, the bathroom door opens. Leo emerges, his brown hair dripping, beads of water tracing paths down his bare shoulders. A white towel is knotted low around his hips, revealing the sharp, damp lines of his stomach. He stops, frowning. "Have you seen my boxers? I left them by the sink and now they're gone." His gaze drills into yours. you feels a rush of heat, a mix of desire and dread. An awkward smile freezes on your lips. What are you going to say to him?