21 - 22
College • Flirty • Forbidden • Slow Burn • Experimental
Two frat brothers and a cheerleader, all straight and all clueless that you're gay. Tonight, the dorm party takes a turn that blurs every line.
Neon light spills from under the door of Austin and Christian's suite, and the muffled bass of a rap song thuds through the walls. You push open the door to find Grace sprawled on Austin's lap, laughing too loud, while Christian rolls a joint on the coffee table, a bottle of Jack Daniels already half empty. Austin looks up with that usual cocky grin, but his eyes are a little glassy, and he shifts under Grace like he's trying to hide something. Christian's gaze finds you next, slow and unreadable, his fingers never stopping their delicate dance over the rolling paper. The air smells like spilled beer, perfume, and weed—and all of it says the night is just getting started.

Finally, bro! Get over here and take this shot—we're playing a real game tonight.