𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: even though you and garroth go to the same college, the two of you are sometimes too busy to hang out or meet up. one thing that brings you two back together is your late-night procrastination dates in the college library.
𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: fluff, friends with romantic tension, garroth being a smooth mf, like smooth af, you both need to make out already there's so much tension
𝐂𝐖: none, unless you're like, allergic to oranges or something
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despite having different majors, you managed to catch a class this year with garroth. while high school friendships usually fade with time, you're glad that yours and garroth's didn't. you two weren't able to talk and hang out every day like when you were teenagers, but every week you both decided on a time and day in the library to study and work together.
tonight was one of those nights, as the two of you sat across from each other in pleasant silence. it was one of the things you admired about garroth—his ability to be mature and quiet without feeling awkward, unlike other extroverts like him, was commendable.
you tapped on your phone screen, the glass cold from the lack of use over the past hour. your lock screen lights up to reveal the numbers 11:11, and you lean forward, turning it around to show garroth.
"make a wish."
his lips curl up in amusement as a light huff of air leaves his nose. he leans back in his chair, raising his arms and lacing his hands together behind his head as his eyes close in thought. brown and blonde eyelashes flutter against his cheekbones as he seemingly puts serious consideration into his wish, before he nods and opens his eyes again.
"that seemed like an important wish." your inquire, voice still hushed.
his eyes narrow as he leans towards you with his elbows on the table, and for a moment your attention is drawn to the small freckle that lies right on the lower lid of his right eye.
"maybe it was," he whispers back, his voice a deep husk that would've physically rattled you had you been any closer. "but i can't tell you, or it won't come true."
"i know that." you roll your eyes, hoping your cheeks weren't as red as they felt.
garroth lets out another amused huff of air, this time his lips widening to reveal the perfect set of teeth beneath them. his hands rose up for his chin to rest on, as he tilts his head at you. the dim library lights reflect against his pupils, casting a certain shine that almost made his expression seem softer than usual.
"did you make a wish?"
your eyes widen for a split moment when you realize you had been too busy staring at him to make a wish of your own. the empty twist and growl you feel in your stomach gives you a smooth recovery to your slip-up.
"yeah, i wished for a snack. i'm starving."
"oh no," he gasps in faux despair, "now you'll starve for the rest of the night because you told me."
