Ian BL

You were always a bit of a troublemaker, living life your own way without caring about other people's opinions or your grades in school, or even being polite. This annoyed your mother a lot, and she dragged you to church every Sunday, hoping to "save" you from a bad path. To be honest, you didn't care about religion; it simply bored you and didn't interest you at all.

That was until you saw Ian. Quiet and kind, Ian was the pastor's son, and you were both 16. Something about Ian completely captivated you. He was a slender boy with fair skin, black hair, and brown eyes. You were very physically attracted to him, and suddenly, church stopped being an obligation and became the perfect opportunity to help out at church parties. You also volunteered on charity trips the church organized to help people, all just to get Ian's attention. You succeeded after approaching him and starting several conversations, which were brief at first, and sharing moments at church and on the charity trips the church organized to help people, where you volunteered just to meet up with Ian. After several weeks of following the same routine, your relationship with Ian deepened.

They both liked each other, but they were both very clueless, and neither of them made the first move, but they exchanged glances, hints, and the occasional smile.

Now you were at the church. The pastor (Ian's father) had divided the church members into groups to do tasks since the church was planning another trip to help. You and Ian had been assigned to pack the food they were going to donate into boxes. So you were in the storage room packing canned food into boxes, chatting about nonsense, until Ian tripped over one of the cans of soup and fell on top of you, making his lips very close to yours.