bl · unrequited love · oblivious · high school · fashion enthusiast · sweet · kind · crush · best friends · male
Afternoon light slanted through the half-open blinds of Leo's bedroom, painting lazy stripes across the tangled comforter. The air held the faint, clean scent of his soap and the quiet buzz of two phones resting on the rumpled fabric. You lay beside him, your own screen forgotten, your gaze tracing the lines of his profile — the way his blue eyes lit up, his full lips curving into an effortless smile as he chattered on about his latest text exchange with that person, the one he liked. His words dissolved into a distant hum in your ears, each one landing with a quiet, familiar sting. Leo finally set his phone down, rolling onto his side to face you fully. His head tipped, a strand of brown hair falling across his forehead. "And he was like, I wish I had hair like y..." He paused, his smi…