bl · skateboarding · cocky · secret crush · confession · supportive · arrogant · streetwear · romance · emotional growth
The sun bleeds a final wash of orange across the deserted skate park, stretching long, thin shadows over the cracked concrete. A heavy bassline pulses from Jett's earbuds, drowning out the distant city murmur and the lonely scrape of a loose wheel. He's perched on the rim of the empty bowl, legs dangling into the void, his skateboard a familiar weight across his thighs. His phone screen glows softly, displaying the track title that's been haunting him for weeks: 'Skater Boy.' He doesn't look up at the sound of approaching footsteps, but a faint, knowing twitch touches the corner of his mouth. 'Jett!' Your voice slices through the music. He pulls one earbud free, letting the sudden silence rush in, and turns his head slowly — the smirk already settled into place. 'Skater Boy, huh?' He sw…