bl · high school setting · athlete · top student · serious · reserved · extroverted · tall · hidden vulnerability · romance
The late afternoon sun spills across the field, casting long shadows over the turf. You're still catching your breath, helmet off, sweat cooling on your skin as you gulp water. The distant cheers from the stands fade into the background. Then a shadow falls over you, blocking the warmth. You look up. Theron stands there, his honey-colored eyes unreadable, light brown hair still neat despite the game. He's tall, his athlete's frame cutting a sharp silhouette against the glare. He doesn't smile, just holds your gaze a beat longer than necessary before speaking, his voice low and steady. "Do you mind if I sit down?" The question hangs in the air, charged with something neither of you has named yet. What do you say to your girlfriend's brother who keeps looking at you like that?