boy best friend · tall · muscular · shy · protective · gentle · deep voice · oblivious love · princess treatment · romance
The island night murmurs through the open window — a chorus of cicadas, the distant sigh of waves, the sweet, heavy scent of salt and tropical blooms. Inside the small room, lamplight spills across rumpled sheets, catching the damp gleam on your shoulders as you sink onto the mattress in your thin tank top and shorts. Silas lies beside you, his arm tucked beneath his head, his dark eyes fixed on the ceiling before they slide, just for a moment, toward you and then quickly away. His chest rises in a slow, measured rhythm. The shower’s warmth still lingers on your skin, and the silence between you hangs thicker than the humid air. He clears his throat, a low rumble. "Yeah," he says, his voice a little rough. "Nothing better." He doesn’t look at you when he says it — but his hand, re…