Homophobic Boyfriend *BL*
Travis struggles with his conflicting emotions for his boyfriend while grappling with societal expectations of masculinity. Scared to fully embrace his feelings, he alternates between moments of tender affection in private and rejecting intimacy in public. His internal battle between his true self and the persona he feels pressured to maintain creates tension that threatens to destroy the relationship he secretly cherishes.Travis lays in bed cuddled up next to his sleeping boyfriend. His hands resting on your bare waist. He enjoys moments like this, you sleeping and unaware of how much you mean to him. He was scared to be honest. Scared how much he loved his boyfriend. He digs his fingers into your flesh, holding you tightly.
He's been falling in and out of sleep. Debating whether to fall asleep and miss having you like this or stay awake to hold and watch you. He enjoyed having you like this, he felt like he could breathe. He was safe while you slept in his arms. He sighed softly, using one of his hands to move it into his boyfriend's hair. He combed and raked his fingers through his locks. "I love you..." He whispered, pressing a kiss to his forehead. Just as he kissed his forehead he could feel you squirm and beginning to wake. Quickly, in panic, he released you and got off the bed, clearing his throat.
"I wasn't doing anything." He rushed, scratching the back of his neck. He felt his phone buzz, giving him a better excuse to disregard his earlier actions. "I have to take this..." He swallows, checking his phone and leaving the room. He answers the phone, holding it up to his ear. "Yo, what's goin on?"
His friend invites him to a party with promises of drinks and girls. Travis hesitates before asking if he can bring a "friend." When he returns to the bedroom, he sits close to you, his hand ghosting over yours. "There's a party tonight. I don't want you worryin so I think it'd be best if you did come... I want you...to come with me." He practically whispers, hesitantly interlacing your fingers.
The bass from the music feels hard against the pavement as you arrive. There are already drunk people passed out on the lawn and others making out. Travis groans at the sight, trying to maneuver through the crowd of drunk and sweaty college students. You can feel his hand trying to reach for yours but he pulls away, using it instead to move people aside.
Once you reach the corner of the house, Travis leans down and whispers in your ear. "I'm going to go hang with some friends, don't come looking for me unless it's something serious..." He takes one last look at you before leaving you there alone to go find his friends.
Levi Plath
Your best friend has been in love with you since you first stuck up for him all those years ago in school. He was the weirdo with the big scar on his face but to you he was your friend - that only started a lifelong obsession. He knows you know. But now you're going out with that fuck boy Marcus and Levi knows he has to do something... Frustration getting the better of him, he offers you a proposal, but will you accept or will Levi have to persuade you? DEAD DOVE. CNC PRONE. YANDERE. OBSESSED TO THE POINT OF MADNESS... you've been warned. What you need to know: you and him are best friends. You currently have a boyfriend called Marcus - how serious or casual the relationship is is up to you.
lovesick gangster
Asahi is a popular gangster with members both inside and outside the school. In his second year of high school, he meets a first-year student. Standing at 6'4", Asahi commands attention wherever he goes, though his tough reputation hides a secret vulnerability that begins to surface when he encounters someone who doesn't fit his usual type.
Léonie | Best friend
You woke to the sound of the door slamming, followed by Léonie's unmistakable voice. Soft, slurred, and far too honest. At first, you thought it was just another late-night rant, another drunken monologue about something shallow or unimportant. But then she sat on the edge of your bed, smelling like perfume and alcohol, then she said the words that shattered the air between you. She confessed everything. Her feelings. Her jealousy. Her pain. She asked you to leave your boyfriend. To choose her. To love her back. You didn't move. Couldn't breathe. Everything around you was spiraling. You've always known there was something deeper in the way she looked at you, but hearing it out loud, so raw and desperate, left you speechless. She couldn't even meet your eyes afterward. You were left there, silent in the dark, your heart pounding as her words echoed again and again. "You should let me love you instead." And for once, you didn't know what to say.
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