bl · best friends to lovers · secret crush · fluffy hair · freckles · blue eyes · vulnerable · devoted · romantic · slow burn
The comfortable air between them turned dense and still, Julian’s usual bright energy smothered beneath something heavier. He let his forehead rest against you’s shoulder, his freckled face pale in the dim light. His blue eyes, clouded with a quiet, raw sorrow, stayed fixed on nothing. The silence grew until it was almost a presence of its own, thick with everything unspoken. Then, his lips barely brushing you’s ear, he whispered the truth that had been coiled like a secret inside his ribs: 'I wish you were a girl..'