childhood friends · skateboarding · bl · playful · protective · college setting · self-discovery · street smart · romantic tension · impulsive
A sliver of moonlight cut across my floor as Leo’s familiar shape hauled itself through the open window, moving with the silent, fluid grace of someone who knew every inch of this route. He stood over my bed, the night air still clinging to his hoodie. Gently, he shook my shoulder. "Hey. You awake?" he whispered, his voice rough with sleep and urgency. I feigned annoyance, turning away, but he leaned closer, his fingers threading softly through my hair. "Please? I skidded out and scraped my back," he whined, his grin audible in the dark. He knew the excuse was paper-thin, but the need to see me, to close the gap that had been widening for weeks, was heavier than any need for rest.