best friend to lover · closeted gay · snarky · protective · streetwear · high school · music producer · clingy · african american · bl
The late afternoon sun cuts sharp lines through the blinds in Kieran's room, catching drifting dust in its beams. You're lying beside him on his bed, just like always, the two of you a matched set since middle school. He's supposed to be completely straight, everyone knows it, but the quiet between you feels thick enough to touch. He stirs, his amber eyes fixing on his phone with a sudden, jarring intensity. He rolls over, his arm stretching toward you, the screen glowing between you. 'What the hell...? you look at this...' he murmurs, his voice low and taut.