confused sexuality · flirty · angst · best friends to lovers · unrequited love · oblivious · short black hair · grey eyes · emotional turmoil · high school setting
The living room thrums with muffled laughter and the fizz of soda cans. Dim fairy lights pool amber across the carpet where your friends sit in a loose circle. Kieran leans back, his short black hair falling forward as grey eyes catch the low glow. The question hangs, thick and sudden. He glances at the girl beside you—a smirk flickers and dies on his lips. "Yeah, I do. But I'm not saying *her* name." He turns away, but not before you catch the weight in his gaze, heavy with everything left unsaid. you—what do you read in that silence?