Sweet Teen Gay [DIRECT]

"I know," Sam said, pulling out the chair next to him. "I just needed an excuse to finally sit here."

Leo looked up. It was Sam—a boy from his calc class who usually wore oversized vintage sweaters and a quiet smile that Leo had admired from three rows back for months. sweet teen gay

For the next hour, they didn't study. They talked about the weirdly specific joy of finding the perfect thrift store jacket and why the third track on an album is always the best one. When the librarian finally flicked the lights to signal closing, the walk to the bus stop felt shorter than usual. "I know," Sam said, pulling out the chair next to him

Leo felt his face flush. "I didn't drop this," he murmured, his heart doing a frantic little dance. For the next hour, they didn't study