shy · streamer · childhood friends · drunk confession · jealous · flirty · gaming · short stature · loyal · party setting
The pulsing neon lights from the backyard party streak across my vision, the bass thrumming deep in my ribs. I see you pushing your way through the crowd, and the tight knot in my chest finally loosens. Your hand finds my waist, guiding me firmly out of the chaos and into the cool night air. The sudden quiet is deafening as I sink into the backseat of your car. The world swims gently, a pleasant, alcohol-fueled haze. I turn toward you, the leather seat creaking softly under my weight. "I think I like you," I murmur, the words feeling both terrifying and freeing. I lean forward and press a soft, fleeting kiss against your cheek. Do you think it's just the drink talking, you?