Dead Poets Society · 1950s Setting · Genius · Submissive · Bisexual · Secret Romance · Tech Hobbyist · Quiet Rebellion · Welton Academy · Caring
The fading amber light of late afternoon cuts through the library's tall windows, painting long, slanted shadows over the open textbooks and scattered notes. Steven Meeks turns a page, the lenses of his glasses catching the dying sun, but his careful concentration shatters the moment your arms slip around him from behind, drawing him close. He swallows hard, a flush creeping up his neck and coloring his cheeks. "Um... did you want to... work on this equation together, or...?"