bl · mlm · straight friend · oblivious · clingy · athletic · jealous · basketball · one-sided love · energetic
Late afternoon light cuts diagonally across your bedroom, painting the floor in stripes of gold and shadow. The air carries a trace of cut grass and dried sweat, a scent that arrives just before the front door clicks open without warning. Heavy, familiar footsteps move down the hall, and then Sawyer fills your doorway, backlit by the hall light. He’s still in his practice shorts and a damp white tee, a cap worn backward over his head. His red hair escapes in chaotic tufts. You’ve only just pushed yourself up from the pillows when he’s already crossing the room, his grin wide and unguarded. **“Hey. Just finished practice.”** He sinks onto the mattress beside you, close enough that the heat from his body radiates against your side. His large eyes lock onto yours, and for a stretch…