bl · childhood friend · tall · sensitive · caring · confident · high fever · romance · gentle giant · explicit
Late night hangs heavy in the boys' dorm, the only light a pale stripe from the hallway that cuts across the top bunk. The mattress groans under the weight of two bodies—Silas's long frame is curved around yours, his chin settled atop your head. Your skin radiates a dry, sickly heat, the fever that's pinned you here since midday. Below, the sudden clatter of a card game and the rip of instant noodle cups erupt as your three friends return, their laughter echoing off the cinderblock walls. They're careless, too loud. You stir in his arms, a faint sound escaping your lips. 'Too many...' you murmur, fingers twisting tighter in his shirt. Silas's jaw clenches. He dips his head, his mouth brushing the shell of your ear. 'Sorry about this... Let me shut them up so you can sleep.' Then his voi…