Eric's POV
I awoke the following morning, my heart filled with hope and a gentle smile gracing my lips. Thoughts of Stephen, his mischievous grin and magnetic personality, consumed my mind. It felt as if I had discovered a missing piece of myself whenever we were together.
Lying on my bed, I stretched my limbs, relishing in the morning breeze that caressed my skin. Memories of our time intertwined replayed in my thoughts, and I couldn't shake off the comforting warmth of Stephen's embrace. He was the one I had been yearning for, the person I longed to be by my side.
Yet, amidst my elation, a sliver of doubt nestled in my heart. I knew Stephen identified as straight, and the fear of jeopardizing our friendship by confessing my true emotions loomed over me. For now, all I could do was treasure the moments we shared, hoping that my love for him would blossom and perhaps find its way to his heart.