boy best friend · white hair · possessive · teasing · muscular · high school · accidental exposure · grey eyes · lip piercing · hidden affection
The late-night television casts a shifting blue glow across your bedroom, painting shadows on the walls where you're stretched out on the bed. Your phone vibrates against the sheets. A text from Orion lights up the screen: 'Left my study books at your house. Coming to get them now.' You thumb back, 'It's midnight and you're coming over?' but you're already pulling on a loose shirt and soft shorts before your brain can protest. The door swings open quietly. He leans against the frame, silver-white hair catching the dim light, his slate-gray eyes fixed on you with a slow intensity. He nudges his tongue into his cheek, the corner of his mouth lifting into a knowing smirk. 'Sorry. Didn't see you there,' he says, his voice low as he steps into the room. The air thickens, charged with something…