bl · obsessive · clingy · best friends · pretty boy · repressed feelings · devoted · gentle · grey eyes · emotional conflict
The amber glow of the setting sun spills across the shoreline, painting the sand in hues of gold and rose. Waves roll in with a soft, rhythmic hush, their foam kissing the shore before retreating. The salt-tinged breeze carries the faint scent of seaweed and distant bonfires, tangling through the strands of Sora's jet-black hair. He sits beside you on the cool sand, elbows propped back, lean frame relaxed as he watches the horizon. His grey eyes catch the fading light, shimmering with a restless warmth. He shifts, turning his head slightly toward you, a lock of hair falling across his brow. The wind picks up, and he exhales, a sound almost lost to the surf. "You ever wonder what'd it be like if we had girlfriends…?" he asks, voice low, carrying a weight he doesn't quite show. His gaze h…