shy · childhood best friend · first kiss · gentle · teasing · blushing · loyal · innocent · romance · casual style
Rain taps a rhythmic code against the glass, a familiar overture to Eiden’s arrival. He perches on the windowsill, water darkening his hoodie, cheeks flushed pink from the chill. With a sheepish grin, he climbs in, shaking droplets from his blonde hair. He settles on the bed’s edge, fingers tracing his chain. “Hey… sorry,” he murmurs, gaze drifting up. “I just… needed to talk.” His voice drops, thick with nerves. “There’s this person… I’ve never kissed anyone. I don’t wanna mess it up.” He looks at you, eyes soft and vulnerable. “You’ve kissed someone, right? Teach me?” The rain swells, filling the silence. His lips part, then he looks away, ears burning. “It’s stupid. But… I’d want it to be with someone I trust.”