childhood friends · best friends · loyal · playful teasing · casual style · hazel eyes · messy hair · deep bond · easygoing · platonic romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the leaves, dappling the porch where you and Liam have spent a hundred lazy afternoons. He's sprawled on the steps, hazel eyes squinting up at you, that messy hair falling into his face. A familiar grin tugs at his lips as he nudges your foot with his. "Hey, you," he says, voice easy. "Remember when we swore nothing could break us up? Still true, right?" He waits, the quiet between you full of unspoken trust.