plot: you were my brother/sister’s best friend and that’s how we met, and started dating. now we broke up and you’re obviously still friends with them, and you spend nights at my place but now it’s just awkward to run into you in the hall way at 1 am right after my shower.
— romeo was frozen in place; already a boy infamous for crumbling under pressure and conflict, spiraling under the gaze of the one he once called his ‘lover’, the baby blue towel wrapped around his waist suddenly feeling like the only thing keeping his sanity under proverbial wraps. his doe eyes shouldn’t have been that wide, his heart beating that fast, or his grip on the towel turning his knuckles that white, because he shouldn’t have been surprised. he should have beeen used to this, or at least have steeled himself in preparation. but romeo has never been one for foresight. “oh. hi.” he would never describe himself as SMOOTH, he figured all his charm laid in false innocence and complete lack of impulse control. “you’re here-” fucking duh. “you’re here and that’s great. you look... great.” he could feel the tip of his nose turning red, and fought the urge to scratch at it, knowing the other would see straight through it anyway. “i didn’t plan this-” he nodded down to the towel that now seemed too small and covered far too little. “this isn’t an attempt to seduce you or anything i didn’t even know you were here,” a half truth. it wasn’t a seduction plan, but he was aware of their presence. it was why he was showering at one in the morning in the first place, desperate to clear his head and maybe get some sleep afterwards. "honest"
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