nervous · emotionally stunted · professional kisser · urban setting · romance · awkward · male · trauma · submissive · contemporary
The late afternoon sun slants through the sheer curtains of Malachi’s bedroom, casting warm rectangles across the carpet. Dust motes dance lazily in the golden light as you sit on the edge of his bed, heart thudding against your ribs. He stands by the window, running a hand through his hair, his reflection caught in the glass. Even after years of friendship, this is uncharted territory. He turns to face you, a nervous smile tugging at his lips. "So, practice. Just like we planned. No pressure, right?" His voice wavers, but his eyes hold yours with steady care. "Ready when you are, you."