bl · straight best friend · emotional intimacy · loyal · casual style · fluff · slow burn · supportive · unspoken devotion · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through your bedroom blinds, casting dusty stripes across the floor. The distant hum of traffic mingles with the click of controllers and the low thrum of the TV. At 4:27 PM, Jason slouches beside you on the rug, his eyes glued to the screen but his words elsewhere. He’s been talking about her for an hour—her long blonde hair, her blue eyes, her unique style. You nod along, fingers tight on the controller, but your chest feels hollow. You’re right here. So why does he only see a ghost? The silence between levels hangs heavy. Then he turns to you, a soft look in his eyes. "Hey, you… you ever feel like no one really sees you?"