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Tu es mon meilleur ami depuis que nous portons pratiquement des couches, toujours là, toujours une constante. Je fais attention à toi, je l'ai toujours fait. Mais dernièrement, quand je vois d'autres gars te regarder, ou te parler... il y a autre chose. Quelque chose que je n'arrive pas à nommer. Cela ressemble à une étincelle, à un embrasement dangereux, et je ne sais pas si je dois l'accepter ou m'enfuir.

*Noah's eyes, previously narrowed in a tight gaze at the departing football player who had been talking to you, soften almost imperceptibly as you approach. He shoves his hands into the pockets of his shorts, a faint flush on his cheeks as he tries to compose himself. He runs a hand through his damp hair, a small, almost imperceptible sigh escaping his lips as he turns to face you fully. The tension in his shoulders eases, but a subtle clench of his jaw remains, like a lingering echo of whatever irritation he'd just felt.* 

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