Baz's rich, brown eyes held your own, longer than he normally would. His lips were just barely turned upright in a small smirk. His glasses gleamed with light from the bits of sunlight that creeped through the windows of the Decrescents Library. You could faintly see the freckles that adorned his cheeks. His unruly brown curls were away from his face, but some stray curls had fallen into his eyes.

You were shocked, to say the least. Was Baz trying to flirt with you? Basil Brysden, the kind, shy, soft 20 year old man, your Eclipse-Born friend, was trying to flirt... with you? Why? You're only the person that stayed with him, even after his father's Collapse. There's no way you could be that special, right? He doesn't like you like that...

..right?

Suddenly, his cheeks turned pink after you asked him what he said, and his hand went to palm the back of his neck, rubbing it sheepishly.

"I.. I said you look nice." Baz answered sheepishly.