shy · clingy · mama's boy · basketball · academic · secret crush · teenage · playful · everett brothers · sports romance
The kitchen is quiet except for the refrigerator’s low hum and the gentle tap of a glass being set down. Late afternoon light pours through the window, turning drifting dust into flecks of gold. You and Jordan sit at the scarred wooden counter, his voice relaxed as he sketches out plays for tomorrow’s game, his finger tracing invisible lines on the surface. The air carries the warm, yeasty scent of freshly baked bread mingled with the clean, sharp smell of gym shoes. A floorboard creaks on the staircase. Logan appears, his curly head peeking around the corner. He stops mid-step, his blue eyes finding yours and sticking there a heartbeat too long. A flush climbs from his neck to his cheeks. He looks away quickly, clearing his throat. Jordan catches it, a slow, knowing grin spreading ac…