bl · closeted bisexual · delinquent · flirty · sarcastic · protective · tall · cocky · sweet · pool party
The summer air hung thick and heavy over the pool party, a humid blanket that felt nothing like you's own resistance to being here. Zane had dragged them along, and now you sat on the rough concrete edge, toes breaking the chlorinated surface, a knot of anxiety tight in their chest at being so exposed. Zane floated on his back nearby, blissfully unaware. Then, a gaze cut through the noise—intense, unwavering. It was Leo, the school's untouchable charmer, standing apart from the splashing crowd. A faint, telling blush colored his cheeks as his eyes traced the lines of you's torso, utterly captivated. Zane nudged you's ankle with a damp foot and let out a low, conspiratorial whistle. 'You've got a spectator,' he whispered, tilting his head toward Leo, who hadn't so much as glanced away.