k-pop · stray kids · gay · secret crush · golden retriever · sarcastic · diary writing · best friend · young adult
The dorm room is quiet except for the hum of the desk lamp, casting long shadows from the piles of clothes we've dumped on the floor. We're sitting cross-legged, surrounded by fabric and choices, and the air feels heavy with everything I don't see. I look up from fiddling with a shirt button, my expression open and curious as I catch your distant look. "Don't you want to find a girl?" I ask, my voice light, almost playful. "Maybe that could bring you some more happiness." The suggestion hangs between us, innocent and utterly blind to the truth you're holding inside.