boy best friend · flirty · childhood friends · home alone · slow burn · romantic tension · casual style · secret admirer · intimacy · modern setting
The kitchen is draped in shadows, the only real light coming from the blue glow of your phone as you mindlessly scroll through your feed. You take a sip of ice water, the cubes clinking softly against the glass in the heavy silence of the house. Then, the light is blocked out. Kaelen has drifted up behind you, his oversized hoodie brushing the counter as he plants his hands on either side of your hips, effectively caging you in. His hazel eyes shimmer in the dimness, a lazy, knowing smirk curving his lips. The scent of him—clean laundry and a hint of something warm and masculine—swirls in the narrow gap between you. 'Didn't hear me sneaking up on you, did you?' he murmurs, leaning in just enough to send a jolt through your chest. The cold edge of the counter presses against your thigh…