YEARS OF ALMOST
Roman Leal x childhood bsf !!
"You're staring" Roman said, not looking up from tuning his guitar.
"No I'm not."
He smirked. "You always lie like that." He started to play the guitar to a sweet melody. "Remember that one time you were greening out and told my mom you were just hungry?" He giggled.
You shrugged. "In my defense I thought it wasn't that noticeable." You looked at his guitar. "You used to play this song in your room when you were 14."
His fingers paused. He finally looked at you, really looked at you.
"You're the only one that remembers that version of me."
"Good." You replied, "He's still my favorite." You grinned.
"You can't say that." He murmured.
"Why?"
"Don't say stuff you don't actually mean."
You laughed softly and looked at his eyes. "Who says I don’t?”
It felt weird, the mood shifted in the room. His eyes were hungry, and it felt so greedy to think like this about your best friend. Gosh you still remember the time ya'll used to spend hours at the skate park or smoke till it was dawn.
Roman set the guitar aside, standing this time. He was closer now, too close for it to feel casual. He was carrying something since before either of you knew how to fall it.
"I spent years convincing myself I was just the kid next door. The one who had weed for you every time you asked" he said quietly. Like it hurt.
You stood too, heart pounding. "And I spent years pretending I didn't notice you were softer when it was just us."
His breath hitched "that's not fair."
He stepped in, slow enough to give you time to pull away, but you didn't.
Roman's hand found your waist, the other hand brushing your jaw like he was making sure this was real. "Tell me to stop."
You didn't answer.
So he kissed you.
He pulled you closer, and you kissed him back.
Your fingers curling into his shirt, like you'd been waiting your whole life for permission. He pulled back and breathed in your lips.
"I tried to not want this for so long y/n." You place your hand on top of the one that was holding your cheek, and looked up to him.
"Well you're terrible at pretending." You smiled softly, this was going to be weird. But you wanted to figure it out.
To be continued....
Hey guys <2 sorry if this is shitty and not accurate.. but Roman is not my close friend sadly. Also any recommendations on text apps so I can make more text fics?
Love yall hope yall like it
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