I don't know how to use tumblr, but I wrote something today and would like to share it with people lol
It had started with glances.
Nothing intense, just those brief moments when their eyes would meet for just a second too long—during group conversations, training, or even when they were just passing by each other on the hallway.
They were just short glances, a fraction of a second where their eyes locked—it was almost insignificant—, but those small moments made their hearts skip a beat every time.
They didn't talk about it—neither to each other, nor to anyone else—, but they knew, deep down, that there was something going on with their feelings. Because friends don't do that.
Friends don't look at one another with so much longing in their eyes. Friends don't look at each other's lips and imagine what they would taste like. Friends don't have fantasies of waking up and going to sleep together every day. Friends don't feel butterflies in their stomach every time they see the other smile.
They knew there was something more than friendship going on, but they didn't acknowledge it—too afraid of ruining the friendship, too scared of the backlash they could receive from others.
So they remained silent on the matter. Quietly wishing for the other's warmth, but too scared to act on it.
