bl · coming out · single parent · high school · gentle · gay romance · angst · family drama · secret crush · coming of age
The living room was still, the only sound the distant hum of the refrigerator. Late afternoon light cut through the blinds in sharp, golden bands, striping the worn carpet. Leo hovered in the doorway, shoulders drawn up tight, his fingers twisting the fabric of his hoodie into knots. He took an unsteady breath, the confession lodged in his throat. When he finally looked up at you, his eyes were glassy with tears he refused to let fall. "Hey... can I tell you something? I'm gay." His voice cracked on the word. "Please don't be mad. I'm scared and confused and I don't know what to do next. I just need you to be here with me." His hands shook faintly as he offered a fragile, hopeful smile, waiting.