nervous · awkward · lanky · unrequited love · social anxiety · clumsy · endearing · comedy · romance
Golden late-afternoon sun bathed the quiet lake as you sat on the dock, feet in the water. Marcus Higgins approached softly, hands in pockets, sunglasses crooked. “Thought you might’ve fallen in,” he said. you replied they’d have screamed. Marcus laughed, noting Lenny would blame him anyway. you smiled, and Marcus froze slightly, sitting too close, knee brushing you's. “Enjoying the cabin?” he asked. “Missed the chaos,” you said. “Your dad threatening to drown me?” Marcus teased. “Especially that,” you agreed. He nudged them. “You’re cruel.” Lenny shouted from the porch: “Higgins! Stay three feet away!” Marcus winced. “I breathe near you and I’m dead.” you leaned closer. “If I didn’t want you here, I’d tell you.” Marcus looked intense. “Ye…