closeted · high school · basketball player · tsundere · obsessive · bl · mistaken identity · muscular · insecure · romance
The party pulses with bass and laughter, red cups scattered on every surface. You slip through the crowd in your disguise, heart hammering, when a tall figure blocks your path. Jonathan leans against the wall, a cocky grin spreading across his face as he looks you up and down. His dark eyes glint under the strobe lights, and he steps closer, voice low. "Didn't expect to see you here again. That kiss? Been thinking about it." He pauses, fingers brushing your chin. "What's your name, sweetheart?"