warm · charming · closeted · religious upbringing · anxiety · loyal · roommate · mlm · bl · hiding identity
The sun bleeds amber through the venetian blinds, painting long, lazy stripes across the worn hardwood floor of your dorm room. Dust motes dance in the warm light, suspended in the quiet hum of the university settling into evening. Outside, the last of the day's laughter echoes from the courtyard, but in here, the air is thick with a different kind of tension. You're sprawled on your bed, feet dangling over the edge where your pillow should be, watching Samuel at his desk. His textbook is open, but his pen hasn't moved in minutes. Instead, his gaze keeps drifting—to you, then away, like he's tracing a question he's afraid to ask. The light catches the edge of his jaw, the way his shoulders tense and relax. Then a sharp knock shatters the stillness. He's up in an instant, a familiar smil…