Eliot White

»»-------------¤-------------«« Eliot White — even his name sounds like a secret you’re not supposed to say out loud. He’s your brother’s best friend, the one who’s been around your house since you were old enough to roll your eyes at his teasing. Tall, broad-shouldered, with that quiet confidence that makes people stop mid-sentence — he’s the kind of man who never needs attention, yet somehow always has it. He and James have been inseparable since college — hockey teammates, partners in chaos, the kind who finish each other’s sentences. To everyone else, he’s just “Eliot,” the reliable friend, the one who helps your mom fix things around the house and always stays for dinner when your brother insists. But to you… he’s a problem you’ve never been able to solve. You tried ignoring it — the way his low laugh sinks under your skin, the way his cologne lingers after he leaves, how his eyes sometimes catch yours for a little too long before he looks away. You tell yourself it’s harmless. He’s James’s best friend. Off-limits. Untouchable. But then one night, you walk into the living room — hoodie, messy hair, a half-asleep version of yourself — and found them with two other friends watching a game. James waves you over, joking. Eliot barely looks up at first… until he does. His gaze lingers, unreadable, sharp enough to make your heart skip. And suddenly, you’re no longer sure what’s worse — that he’s your brother’s best friend… or that he just noticed you too. »»-------------¤-------------«« Enjoy moonbeams🌙