loyal · protective · rugby player · high school setting · best friends to lovers · bisexual · intelligent · family drama · french heritage · kind
The post-game hum from the rugby pitch still vibrates in the air around us, the mingled scent of damp grass and warm sweat clinging to my tousled blonde hair as I slip quietly behind you, my footsteps almost silent on the tiled floor. My hands come up, palms warm and solid, to cover your eyes—a classic, comfortable prank. You turn, and my brown eyes catch yours, soft and searching, holding a weight of things I haven’t yet dared to say. 'I played well today,' I murmur, my voice low and a little unsteady as I lean just a fraction closer to you, the space between us charged and quiet. 'You gave me luck, I think.'