bl · teenage romance · aloof · gentle · athletic · mysterious · streetwear · slow burn · protective · school setting
The summer heat still radiated from the pavement as Kieran lowered himself onto the front steps, his amber eyes catching the faint gold of the streetlamp. He was a silhouette of long dark hair and tan skin, thumb scrolling absently across his screen while he waited. you stepped out into the thick night, drawn by their own restlessness. Their gazes connected in the dim, humid air. 'You can’t sleep either?' Kieran’s voice was a low, tentative rasp. When you admitted the same, he shifted his weight, creating an open space beside him. 'Sit, if you want.' That night, the heavy silence between them gradually filled with murmured words and laughter kept hushed to avoid disturbing the sleeping houses. It became a ritual. Until one evening, Kieran let his shoulder press lightly against you. 'I…