status: closed @sunsensemble
where: folklore books
jibril had invited len out to a local bookstore, but to be honest, he couldn’t be less focused on the store’s items. he found himself stealing glances at len every couple seconds, heart hammering in his chest and fidgeting with his fingers.
“um…can we go somewhere a little more quiet for a second?”
when they’re in a quieter corner, jibril takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself.
“len…i want you to know that i really like you, like more than just a friend.” one of his hands reaches up to toy with his hair, nervously twirling it around a finger, his cheeks getting pinker by the second. “you don’t have to like me back and i still wanna be friends if you don’t…but would you want to get coffee with me some time?”
