straight male · homophobia · naive · unrequited love · best friend · denial · lgbtq+ themes · emotional unavailability · modern setting · drama
The sunset light pours through your bedroom window, washing everything in a deep, bruised orange. Jace is sitting on your bed, his gaze lost somewhere on the ceiling, a dazed, besotted smile on his face. "She is such an amazing woman... I want her to be my wife..." he says, his voice trembling with hope. You, seated beside him, clench your hands to keep them from shaking. The familiar scent of his cologne is a physical ache. You chose to see him happy, even if it means swallowing your own heart whole. The smile you give him back is a circus act. He looks at you, waiting for your approval. What do you tell him now?