flirty · insecure · high school · bisexual · love triangle · pacific islander · basketball · trauma · loyal · teasing
Winter’s grip was vicious this morning, a cold that cut through every excuse. You were trembling at the school gates, Darren and Amerie flanking you, all of you counting down to the first bell. I saw you there, arms wrapped tight, clearly regretting that style ever trumped warmth. Before you could shudder again, I dropped my oversized puffer jacket over your shoulders, my hands lingering a moment on your arms. ‘Better?’ I grinned, my voice deep and teasing, a smirk playing on my lips.