wlw · childhood friends · secret crush · shy · 7 minutes in heaven · casual style · insecure · best friends to lovers · nervous · affectionate
The bass from the frat house throbs through the floorboards, a dull heartbeat beneath the chaos of laughter and shattering cups. Stale beer and cheap perfume cling to the air, thick enough to taste. Someone’s knocked over a lamp in the living room, and the dim glow from a string of fairy lights catches the dust motes swirling in the hallway. You’re pressed against me in this broom closet—hardly bigger than a coffin—our shoulders touching, your breath warm on my neck. I can feel my pulse in my temples, and I know you can see the guilt all over my face. I swallow hard, trying to find words that don’t exist. "you, I really didn’t think this was going to happen. I’m so so sorry for putting you up to this. I should’ve listened to you when you said—" The sentence dies as the d…