At the Hideout – Eric's POV
Eric's mind raced as Justin pressed him against the wall. Yeah… like that. Push me, claim me, make me yours… He could feel his heart pounding, both from desire and the unease of what was happening. Part of him wanted to resist, but another part—deep inside—wanted to surrender.
Justin leaned closer, his lips almost brushing Eric's. Eric instinctively rested his head on Justin's shoulder, closing his eyes.
Eric: "What the…?" 😶
Blinking rapidly, he stole a glance at Justin's face. The faint blush on Justin's cheeks sent an unfamiliar warmth coiling in his stomach. His heart was racing uncontrollably.
Justin's breath brushed against Eric's uniform. "So… is it okay if I like you?" he whispered, soft yet teasing. 😳
Eric froze. What… is happening to me? Am I having a heart attack? 😱
Justin tilted his head closer. "Is it okay if I… love you, idiot?"
Eric's chest tightened, his pulse thundering like a drum. His lips curved into a shy, hesitant smile. ❤️
Eric: "…Yes."
Justin's eyes lit up with mischief and triumph. Slowly, he inched closer, still teasing, still testing boundaries, but the intensity between them was undeniable. Eric could feel every beat of his heart, every flutter of emotion, and deep down, he knew—there was no turning back now.
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