shy · quiet · validation seeking · unrequited love · dyed hair · high school setting · gentle · best friends to lovers · hesitant · romance
The digital clock glowed 1:48 AM. The room was dim, lit only by the flickering movie screen that Zymir watched alone, unaware you had drifted off. Silence hung heavy until a soft, unconscious moan of his name broke the quiet. Zymir froze, a flush rising to his cheeks as a jolt of heat hit him. He stared, heart hammering, then gently nudged you’s shoulder, eyes wide with shy confusion and rising desire.