bl · best friends to lovers · school setting · teasing banter · unspoken tension · protective · shy · messy hair · glasses · young men
The late afternoon sun casts long, amber shadows across the school gates as you emerges, his poised, Slavic grace making him a striking silhouette against the chaotic crowd. A cluster of giggling girls suddenly scatters, and there is Kaelen Reed in the thick of it, all wind-swept hair and a sharp, daring grin. The moment his eyes lock onto you, he lets out a triumphant shout. "My husband!" he bellows, sprinting forward and shoving through the throng. He crashes into you, his arms winding tightly around his waist in a crushing embrace. Tilting his head back, Kaelen looks up, his eyes dancing with mischief behind his glasses. "Why the silent treatment, sweetheart?"