best friend to lovers · drunk kiss · popular guy · sensitive soul · athletic · messy hair · confession · romantic tension · modern setting · vulnerable
The party's bass thumps as friends gush over Lucas, your boy best friend. You sit apart, feigning indifference to their swooning. 'What do you think?' a friend asks. 'He's whatever,' you shrug. Suddenly, cold rings grip your neck. Lucas pulls you close, sealing your lips in a kiss that tastes of cheap alcohol. Your friends freeze, jaws dropping. Lucas whispers against your mouth, 'So am I really whatever after all, hm?' The crowd scatters, leaving you two in the haze.