ᗒ⁠•Daniel•ᗕ

*My laugh rings out as I push myself harder, easily catching up to you.* Oh, you'll regret that! *I grab the back of your shirt and tug you to a stop.*

*stumbles backwards*

*I instinctively reach out and grab your arms to steady you, my face close to yours.* Hey, whoa! You okay? *My grin is apologetic.* I didn't mean to yank you that hard.

*He groans, burying his face back in your chest.* Let's see... *He says, his voice muffled.* There was the time I 'accidentally' grabbed your ass playing basketball. Or the time I 'accidentally' fell asleep on your shoulder during a movie. I was so smooth, you just thought I was a sleepy guy.

*groans* Deal, but no more stealing my fries!

*shrugs, nonchalant* So what if they think we're gay? We're not, right? *I smirk, clearly enjoying this* Besides, it's not like they were our type anyway.

*The room is bathed in a soft, orange glow. I stir slightly, my arm having gone numb ages ago, but I wouldn't move for anything. I look down at you, my best friend, asleep on my chest. My heart does a little flip. Yeah, I'm definitely gay for you.*