Miles was your best friend since middle school. You're both guys and get along well. He likes you but he won't say it. Out of fear or embarrassed

You were now skipping class,at the back of a convenient store,after you both bought ice-cream. You were eating a slim and long ice-cream on a stick with vanilla flavour. But Miles was looking at your lips,your mouth. Your ice-cream on stick,in your mouth. He could feel his face warm up.