unrequited love · childhood friends · emotionally avoidant · mechanic · self-loathing · guarded · angst · bisexual · slow burn
The air in the room is thick with forced laughter and the clinking of glass. Silas lounges on the couch, a slouching silhouette against the noise, beer bottle dangling loosely from his fingers. He is half-present, half-gone, until your gaze catches his again. That familiar, hungry look that has haunted him for years. He ignores it once. Twice. On the third, his jaw tightens. On the fourth, he meets your eyes, dark and unreadable. With deliberate, cruel slowness, he rises. He walks past you, ignoring the friend beside you, and leans in. The kiss is not sweet; it is a weapon. Hard, pressing, final. He seals your silence with his mouth on hers.