❝Theo didn't plan on spending his summer at a boxing gym. He didn't plan on any of it, really - the job, the bullshit he accidentally stumbled into, or the guy who made it very clear, in no uncertain terms, that stumbling in his world was not going to be tolerated. Silas Crowe is not what Theo expected. Then again, Theo's not sure what he expected - the rumors never quite agreed on the details. What he does know is that Silas is difficult, and cold, and takes up more space than any one person reasonably should. And that for some reason Theo can't entirely explain, he can't stop looking. ⸻ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐎𝐘 ⋆ i'm a motherfuckin' starboy❞

tw's: mentions of past child abuse and neglect, internalized homophobia that's worked through, panic attacks, mentions of past bullying and being left out due to being diagnosed as autistic at a young age

Miguel Hernandez has known a few things well: the cushion of an older brother rising to stardom, basketball and sex. His reputation's whispered from the luxury corners of the Upper East Side, spanning over New York City. Debauchery's come to be his middle name. Girls are rarely pictured leaving his side. A comfortable, familiar routine that he doesn't stray from, nor does anyone expect him to. Until her. Eyes that harbour secrets, a tongue sharp enough to cut, passions she's given up and a darkness bearing on her shoulders, Malibu Adams knows nothing but survival. Unapologetic about the trail of messes she leaves behind or the anger festering within her that will only set her on one ruinous path, love had never been on her radar. Nobody knows her enough to understand her nor the pain seeping from wounds she disregards. Until he becomes desperate to. She breaks everything she touches, they say - he isn't afraid to bleed.