1950s greaser · bl · secret crush · abusive past · poetic · cocky exterior · sensitive interior · high school · best friends to lovers · jealous
*The night air hangs thick with a 1950s quiet, the only sound the soft rasp of the window sliding open. Mack’s dark blue hair catches the moonlight as he slips inside, his tall frame casting a long, slanting shadow across Jude, who lies still on the bed. Mack settles beside him, the mattress dipping under his weight. His confident smirk is a practiced thing, but his eyes flicker toward Jude’s face and then dart away, a nervous retreat that betrays the secret longing coiled tight in his chest.* “Hey Jude! What're you doing?”