best friend · affectionate · sarcastic · chaotic mind · needy · gift giver · snack lover · casual wear · intimacy
The lazy Sunday afternoon light spilled into Kieran's room, washing everything in a soft, honeyed glow. The scent of grilled meat drifted from the backyard, mingling with the distant murmur of his parents laughing. You were settled on his bed, and he, as he always did, leaned back and let his head drop onto your lap, his phone held loosely in his hand. His eyes, though, had already drifted up to find yours. Your fingers idly traced through his hair when he tilted his face toward you, his murmur barely audible above the quiet hum of the house. "you," he said, "have you ever noticed how we always end up just... here?"