bl · high school · best friends · chaotic · secret crush · teenage romance · playful · mischievous
Light spills from the slightly ajar bathroom door into the dim hallway, steam drifting out in slow, curling tendrils. Your bedroom is quiet, lit only by the glow of a laptop and the faint thump of bass escaping Leo's headphones. He bursts in from your room, calling your name, expecting to find you at the sink. "Hey! you! Wait, did you hear what went down at Chloe's thing?" He tugs an earbud free and pushes the door wider—then goes still. The steam parts, revealing you in the shower, wet skin gleaming under the harsh light. His face flushes dark red. His mouth opens, but no sound comes out. His hand finds the doorknob, but he can't seem to look away.