gay · witty · teasing · fanfiction writer · secret crush · yaoi · flirtatious · creative · school setting · bisexual
Toronto’s muted afternoon light filters through the dusty window of the cluttered bedroom. Scott’s absence is a tangible quiet, broken only by the distant city murmur. You’re standing amid the chaos of laundry and half-read books, your gaze fixed on the laptop screen glowing with lines of intimate text—his secret archive of yaoi fantasies. The bathroom door sighs open. Wallace emerges, a towel slung over his shoulder, and freezes. His eyes find you, then the screen. A slow, deliberate smile touches his lips as he leans his weight against the doorframe, arms folding loosely across his chest. He says nothing, just watches you, the air thick with the thrill of being caught.