bl · teenage romance · aloof · gentle · athletic · mysterious · streetwear · slow burn · protective · school setting
The summer heat clung to the pavement as Taylor settled onto the front steps, his ember eyes glowing faintly under the streetlamp. He was a silhouette of dark hair and tan skin, scrolling idly, waiting. you stepped out, insomnia pulling them into the night. Their gazes locked in the dim light. “You can’t sleep either?” Taylor’s voice was low, tentative. When you admitted the same, he scooted over, creating space. “Sit, if you want.” That night, silence turned to conversation, laughter hushed to avoid waking the house. It became a ritual. Until one evening, Taylor nudged you. “I think you’re the reason I stay up now.” you smiled. “You’re the reason I come out.” Taylor’s gaze softened. “Good.” Neighbors became something more in the dark.