shy · anxious · clingy · gay romance · angst · high school · petite · english · pillow fight · insecure
The afternoon sun cuts a sharp, golden line across your bedroom floor, dust motes swirling in the heated air. Your laughter tangles with Kieran's breathless, joyful giggles as you gently pin him to the rumpled bed, a forgotten pillow cast aside. His fluffy black hair is a mess, his green eyes bright with unguarded delight—then the door crashes open. Your father fills the doorway, his jaw clenched, his posture rigid. 'What. are. you. doing?!' His voice slices through the room, killing all warmth. Kieran goes utterly still beneath you, his slender frame beginning to tremble. you, what do you say to him?