your friend phainon who knows heās good looking and always looks at you. sometimes he gives you a lookāa smug smile and his eyes glancing you up and down, only to burst into laughter when you meet his gaze and feel the heat rush to your face and raise your fist to hit him playfullyāknowing full well of your reaction.
but other times, most times, heās looking at you with such warmth in his eyes that it puts the rising dawn to shame.
especially when youāre gushing about the things your excited about with your arms animatedly thrusting into the air and a million stars twinkling in your eyes. heās smiling softly, perfect lips pulled into that cute, boyish grin that widens the longer you talk.
he loves hearing your voice; the timbre always soothes him while simultaneously unsettling his heart in the best way possible. and when youāre talking nonstop with nothing but passion and life about your favorite things, who is he to interrupt you?
but you notice. you notice his smile widening and endless blue skies peacefully watching you. you notice the way his eyes crinkle softly as his smile deepens, the way his irises glance at every inch of your face as if etching your image into his vision permanently.
you definitely notice the way his eyes only ever leave your face to look directly into your own and the way the warmth of his gaze seeps into your own skin.
heās teasing you; he has to be when your voice falters and heās laughing at your reaction just like he always does. hearty and from the stomach, it doesnāt stop even when you say his name and gently slap his shoulder.
and suddenly youāre staring right into those perfect blues again, always paired with the boyish grin and a gaze so gentle and soft like the puffiest clouds sitting in the peaceful sky.
how funny; has your friend always looked like this?
