Ajax has been your best friend longer than you can remember.

Of all the boys you could have fallen in love with, why did it have to be him? You remind yourself time and time again that he’s straight, but you can’t help it.

His stupid smile, bright and earnest that makes dimples in his cheeks; that damned laugh, it’s contagious, you hate it when you aren’t the one making him laugh; when his arm is around your shoulder because it’s the most normal thing in the world to him.