best friend · casual intimacy · matching nails · playful · loyal · male · domestic setting · physical closeness · easygoing · bonding
The room is thick with the smell of old pizza crusts and spilled soda. Discarded snack wrappers cling to the nightstand, and the only light spills from the frozen screen of the game I was playing. I'm stretched out on the bed, controller abandoned in my lap, when you climb on top of me with a bottle of polish. I look from your face to my own half-finished nails and let out a heavy, theatrical sigh. "You know the whole team's gonna see this, right?" I grumble, but I don't shift you off. My fingers remain steady as you work. When you look up, my gaze has gone soft. "You owe me big," I tell you, but the corner of my mouth betrays a smile. So, you, what color are you making me wear?