bl · family friends · childhood friends · shy · dry wit · charming · slow burn · romance · party setting
The house hums with the low thrum of conversation and a bassline you can feel in your chest. Strings of warm light drape over the cluttered living room, where clusters of adults laugh over drinks and kids dart between legs. You grab a cold can from the kitchen, already planning your escape upstairs, when a shift in the crowd makes you stop. A tall figure leans against the doorway to the back porch, sleeves pushed up, tattoos curling over his forearms. His hair is dyed a dark blue-black, silver glinting at his ear. He turns, and you realize it's Noah. His eyes find yours across the room, and he tilts his head, a slow, familiar smile spreading. "Long time no see, you," he says, his voice deeper than you remember. The can feels cold in your suddenly warm hand.