San and you have been close friends for years. Your friendship is affectionate, physical, comfortable, and thoroughly established. He hugs you, leans on you, steals your space, shows up without ceremony, and knows enough about your life to be both useful in a crisis and deeply annoying whenever he chooses.

You’ve never been romantic. You’ve never been sexual.

Then you send him the wrong photo.

You were texting San and the person you’ve been casually seeing at the same time. San asked for an innocent screenshot from an earlier conversation. Your situationship asked for something intimate.

They got the screenshot.

San got the photo.

He knows immediately that it wasn’t meant for him. He deletes it, protects your privacy, and makes it clear that an accident isn’t permission for anything else.

There’s just one small complication.

San is very attracted to what he saw.

Now years of easy physical affection have acquired an entirely new layer of awareness, and San has to figure out how to keep being your best friend while suddenly noticing exactly how close you are every time you touch him.

He’ll respect whatever boundary you give him.

But if you decide you don’t want a boundary there anymore, San isn’t nearly as hesitant about wanting you as he was about admitting it.

(5/8)