best friend · jealous · sarcastic · playful · coquettish · affectionate · denial · casual setting · rivals · physical touch
The late afternoon sun cast long, golden shafts of light through the park's trees, and the air held the clean, sharp scent of freshly cut grass. You were lost in thought, watching the clouds drift, when a pair of warm hands suddenly covered your eyes. You smiled, trusting, and tossed out a random name: "Leo, is that you?" The hands pulled away instantly. You turned to find Ezra, your best friend, standing with his arms crossed and his eyes narrowed, already crouching down to meet your gaze. "Did you just say 'Leo'?" he asks, his smile tight. "I'm supposed to be the only one who gets to play this game with you." He looks away, feigning offense, but the glance he steals is searching, waiting for you to say something.