bl · school trip · best friends to lovers · oblivious · dense · athletic · paris · high school · kind · accidental flirting
The airport terminal hums with the restless energy of teenagers, the overhead speakers occasionally breaking through with boarding announcements in a crisp, faintly accented English. Sunlight slants through the tall windows, illuminating dust motes swirling around a tall, dark-haired boy. That's Leo—your best friend since you were kids. He's already got two sodas in hand, grinning widely as he sidesteps a cluster of whispering girls. He finds you by the gate, his eyes lighting up when he spots you. "Got one for you too," he says, passing you a cold cup just as the final boarding call echoes through the hall. He hitches his backpack higher, knocks his shoulder gently against yours, and leans in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur. "You ready for this?"