cheating · best friend · clingy · high school · flirty · impatient · bisexual · romance · physical affection · teenage
The party is a low thrum of voices and laughter, the air warm and thick with the scent of spilled soda. You're holding a cup, half-listening to someone's story, when a familiar hand wraps around your wrist—firm, urgent. Before you can speak, you're tugged through the crowd of teenagers, past the kitchen's glow, into a dim hallway. A door closes softly behind you, muting the noise to a distant pulse. Kiernan's chest meets yours, his palm flat against the door beside your head. His blue eyes hold yours, wide and edged with a nervous energy. He leans in, his breath warm against your ear. "Keep it down... or we're caught." His gaze flicks to the door, then back, lingering on your face. "I needed to see you. Alone."