QUEER Platonic

I gulped and started my walk to my room. I stopped at the entrance to the dark hall.
What was that? I swear I saw something moving.

'Is that you Casper?' I yelled into the dark. My moment was interrupted by snickering. I turned and saw nothing. I gasped and stepped behind nearly knocking over the vase.
I grabbed it before it fell.

The culprit came out of their hiding spot, down the stairs.

My mouth dropped when I saw tan skin peeking out the spaces of the Celtics jersey he was wearing.
The muscles, such burly glory..the height, like a tower. Just kidding, a 6'3 perhaps. His shorts exposed his muscular legs, I remembered Levi..that's when I looked at the culprit's face.

Dark messy hair, straight nose with a nose piercing on the left side, salmon lips and that jawline...ohhhhh

'Oops you're drooling!' His voice shocked me out of my scrutiny. I quickly wiped my dry mouth and heard him chuckle.
'A clumsy one_'

'If I was you I'd wipe that smug look from you face_' I crossed my arms over my chest.

'And why is that?' He imitated my action.

'Your zipper is undone!' I shamelessly pointed. He laughed rolling his eyes, he thought I was pulling off the same trick he'd used on me.

'Yah sure!' He waved his hands in the air. 'Perhaps Casper can back you up on your allegations!'