[COMPLETED] You don't know when, you don't know why...

NOAH: Sharing a room with Adrian Torres was not part of my academic excellence plan. He's loud. He's always shirtless. And he seems to enjoy pissing me off a little too much. I don't like him. I don't think about his stupid smile. Or his ridiculous abs. And I definitely don't get jealous when he flirts with other people. (Which is constant.) This is fine. I'm fine. Totally, completely fine. ADRIAN: I didn't ask to share a room with the guy who humiliated me on the first day of junior year. But now I live with Noah Hart - the repressed, uptight, annoyingly organized Noah Hart. He looks at me like he wants to kill me. And I like it. Which is hilarious. Because I don't like him. I just like pissing him off. We argue. He glares. I say shit I probably shouldn't. He blushes. I pretend not to notice. (Okay, I notice. A little.) But it's nothing. It's not flirting. I don't even like men. Enemies. Roommates. Something else entirely. Room 208 is a queer slow-burn romance about two boys - one flirty, one repressed - forced to share a dorm room, and everything that unravels after. 🌈 Queer romance. Enemies to lovers. Slow burn tension. Boarding school chaos. Hot boys with no idea what to do with their feelings. 🌈 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦 🏆 #1 in QueerRomance · Sept 2025

Asher King's life has revolved around putting up an involuntary mask to hide his true self. With successful parents boasting about his 'pretend' success, Asher feels as though the life he is living was never his to begin with, and a home of happiness is far out of reach. While the luxurious life is envied by most, Asher is only followed by social anxiety and suffocation in a life he doesn't want. The only place where he feels like he can genuinely escape is the little flower shop down the street, where he doesn't expect to find the school's star football player. Leo Gaines is Greenville's golden boy who is destined for success in the NFL. One would think that Leo would do anything to keep a squeaky clean reputation, but Leo would do anything to live a life for himself. Everyone seems to love the confidence he oozes but the subtle respect he always values. However, one thing doesn't fit the agenda: he is still coming to terms with his bisexuality. After multiple encounters with the mysterious boy from the flower shop he works at, Leo soon realizes that he can't help falling for the flower boy. Can Leo find the relationship of his dreams while trying to find a future in a world that exudes masculinity? Will Asher finally find authenticity that will break him free from the marionette puppet he is staged to play? Find out in "Flowers for Football."

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Content to live in his superstar twin's shadow, Evan Reed never expected to join the volleyball team-or fall for his brother's best friend. But one accidental collision sets off a whirlwind of spikes, secrets, and unexpected feelings that just might pull him into the spotlight for good. *** Evan has spent his entire life living in the shadow of his twin brother and volleyball prodigy, Ethan Reed. And to be honest? He likes it there. No expectations, no pressure, just quiet. That is, until one day he trips and falls into a boy, and subsequently triggers a highly dramatic series of events that starts with him reluctantly joining the volleyball team, and ends with him dating his brother's best friend. (And unfortunately, after all of it, he's still on the volleyball team.) *** NOW COMPLETED

THIS IS A BL STORY!

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP