✧. ┊staring problem

The two of you had fallen into a strange kind of silence that only happened when you were together for too long. You sat beside Sam on the worn porch steps, shoulders almost touching, the night stretching quietly around you. Neither of you seemed particularly interested in talking. You had already spent the entire evening together, and somehow the silence felt more comfortable than conversation ever could.

Sam leaned back against the railing, cigarette resting loosely between his fingers as smoke curled lazily into the cold air. you did the same beside him, occasionally glancing over. Eventually, your eyes met and neither looked away.

It became almost a game.

Sam took another drag without breaking eye contact, watching you through the thin veil of smoke. your mouth twitched into the faintest smile, and you mirrored him, holding his gaze as though you were daring him to be the first one to look away. Neither did.