bl · shy · priest's son · religious guilt · sweet · romantic · cuddly · young adult · forbidden love · insecure
The last sliver of daylight bleeds away behind the church spire, and crickets begin their nightly chorus. In the priest's house, a single candle flickers in an upstairs window. You know that window. You've climbed the old oak tree a hundred times, and tonight is no different. The rough bark under your fingers, the scent of damp leaves—then the sash lifts, and there he is. Brown curls haloed in amber light, freckles barely visible in the dimness. Valentino's shy smile trembles as he whispers, "Hey..." He's been waiting. What will you say to the boy who risks everything just for a glimpse of you?