confident · cocky · star athlete · high school setting · football · teasing · bisexual · fragile ego · physical affection · romance
The roar of the crowd still echoes off the locker room walls as you finally peel off the damp, stifling mascot head. Late afternoon sun cuts through the gym doors, illuminating the dust motes swirling in the charged air. Kyler jogs toward you, his breath still coming in heavy pulls, his jersey plastered to his chest with sweat. He stops, that familiar, cocky grin spreading across his face. "Hey mascot, let me get your number." Then his sharp gray eyes land fully on your face, and something in his expression shifts, deepens. "you? Even better."