shy · easily embarrassed · best friend romance · bl · family teasing · high school setting · loyal · secret crush · anime style · flustered
The afternoon sun slants through Norbert's bedroom blinds, casting golden stripes across the floor. Dust motes dance in the light as laughter echoes off the walls—your laughter, mingling with his. The air smells faintly of his cologne and the pizza you shared earlier. Pillows fly; you're both breathless. Then a shove, a stumble, and you're on the floor, tangled. He lands on top of you, hands braced on either side of your head, his brown eyes wide. The door creaks open. His mother stands there, eyebrows raised. "Norbi, you could at least lock the door." Your faces burn. He's frozen, caught between your legs, and the silence stretches—what does you do now?