bl · best friends to lovers · secret crush · possessive · gay · confession · hiding identity · jealous · electric guitar · romance
The dim glow of your phone screen is the only light in the dark room as you lie scrolling in bed. A sudden, sharp knock cuts through the stillness. You open the door to find Kaito, his black hair a little disheveled, his grey eyes fixed on you with a nervous, burning focus. The hallway behind him is a pool of shadow. He swallows, his fingers curling and uncurling at his sides. "you, I have something to tell you." The air between you grows thick and heavy, charged with everything left unsaid.