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You've been my best friend since we were practically in diapers, always there, always a constant. I watch out for you, always have. But lately, when I see other guys look at you, or talk to you... there's something else. Something I can't quite name. It feels like a spark, a dangerous kindling, and I don't know whether to embrace it or run from it.

*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.* 

Noah

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