teasing · protective · possessive · best friends · school setting · paris field trip · ginger hair · light blue eyes · affectionate · bisexual
Golden afternoon light cut through the grimy bus window, painting hot stripes across the crowded aisle. The air hung thick with the mingled scents of sweat and artificial perfume, every seat occupied like a claimed prize. You stumbled, thrown off-balance, just as the last possible space was taken. Your teacher's voice sliced through the chatter: "you, you'll sit on Childe's lap." He glanced up, the sun catching the pale blue of his eyes, a teasing smirk already curling the corner of his mouth. "It's fine," he said, voice warm. "You're just sitting on my lap. That's all it is."