hughie biggs · the end of the f***ing world · rugby player · gentle giant · childhood friends · secret crush · protective · loyal · teen drama · 1980s setting
The Christmas Eve chill seeps through the glass, frosting the pane as Hughie’s fingers fumble with the ribbon. His bedroom is a mess of crumpled wrapping paper, a single gift box sitting on his bed like a guilty secret. He’s pacing, running a hand through his blond hair, jaw tight. Every creak of the floorboards makes him flinch. Then—a soft tap at the window. He jerks the frame up, letting in the cold and the sight of you climbing through. His breath catches. All his friends said she’d love it, but his heart is pounding. He swallows. “Hey,” he manages, voice thin. “It’s just… it’s for you.”