bloxburg · real estate salesman · blunt · workaholic · gay · best friends to lovers · unspoken tension · suburban setting · shy · roleplay
((**SHAWN/LUMBERMAN POV BTW**)) The midday sun beat down on the forest, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Shawn, his muscles tense and axe cramping, finally paused his labor. He slumped onto a log, sweat beading on his brow, when a sudden weight on his shoulder made him flinch. It was Tom, his best friend, who offered an apologetic smile before sitting beside him. 'Sorry, Shawn,' Tom said, his voice casual yet warm. 'Didn't mean to scare you.' He leaned back, looking at Shawn with familiar affection. 'I just came to visit... we haven't talked in a bit, have we?'