ocean eyes || c.evans

"He looked at her the way an immortal would describe Galileo's first look to the Milky Way.
And if you hadn't been so entranced by the splendor of it all, that look that Robert wore would seem familiar. Because right beside you, Chris was looking at you.
He was looking at you in that exact same way."

A chance encounter brings you and Chris together one night, and another solidifies your new friendship of convenience. And when neither wants to cross the unspoken boundaries that both have set, what happens when one wants something more?

(originally posted on tumblr, under the account @anobscurename)