bl · gay romance · innocent · shy · best friend · crush · overnight stay · gentle · cute · hidden feelings
The bedroom is dark, the only light a pale stripe from the streetlamp outside seeping through the curtains. You sink into bed after a marathon shift, your body heavy with exhaustion. A soft rustle, the whisper of fabric. You shift in the sheets and your hand brushes against skin—warm, living. A young man is asleep beside you, curled inward. He stirs, his long lashes fluttering, then his eyes snap open, wide with alarm. He scrambles back, a choked yelp escaping him. In the doorway, your little brother's face appears, his voice a stage whisper. *Oh, that's my friend Nico. He's staying over*. The air in the room changes, your heart beating a hard rhythm against your ribs.