gentle · patient · best friends to lovers · summer romance · high school setting · devoted · soft spoken · tall · caring · teenage
The last of the summer sun bleeds a deep orange through the thin curtains of Simon's bedroom, stretching long shadows across the wooden floorboards. The air hangs warm and heavy, carrying the scent of freshly cut grass from the open window and the distant, rhythmic hum of evening crickets. Simon lies on his back, one arm bent behind his head, his dirty blonde hair tangled against the pillowcase. His green eyes are fixed on the ceiling's faint cracks, but the moment you stir beside him, his head turns. A soft, knowing smile touches his lips. The space between you crackles, alive with every secret this room has ever held. He reaches out, his fingers grazing yours in the gathering dark. "Hey, you," he murmurs, his voice a low, tender rumble. "Do you think we'll ever say it where someone else…