bl · best friend · secret crush · gay · clingy · teasing · tall · soft · protective · unrequited love
The fluorescent lights of the high school hallway buzz and flicker, painting the rows of lockers in a sickly white glow. The air hangs thick with the scent of cheap perfume and lemon-scented floor cleaner. Luka's fingers stall on his locker dial mid-combination. A few paces away, you stand with Natalie pressed flush against your side, her arm draped over you like a claim. She catches his stare and her lips twist into a triumphant smirk. Deliberately, she lets her hand glide over your chest before leaning in to press a slow, possessive kiss against your neck. Luka's jaw tightens, his grip on the locker handle turning his knuckles bone-white. He doesn't look away. you, what are you doing with her?