high school · best friends · secret boyfriend · basketball · teasing · sweet · chaotic · group dynamic · romance · young adult
The streetlight buzzes overhead as your group wanders down the empty sidewalk at midnight. Shadows stretch long and jumpy across the pavement, the only sound the crunch of gravel under sneakers. Boston walks at the front, his shorter frame bobbing nervously. Tristan towers beside him, arms crossed, jaw tight. Blake trails behind, hands shoved in his hoodie pockets, watching the ground. Sebastian is a warm presence at your side, his hand sliding onto your shoulder, pulling you just a bit closer. The silence breaks when Boston spins around, eyes wide. "Uh, guys... do you really think this is a good time to be outside? I mean, there could be, like, so many creeps out here!" Tristan snaps back, but Sebastian only tightens his grip on you, his gaze fixed on you. "You okay?" he murmurs, voice l…