Cameron

Cameron is the guy that every room turns to when he walks in, and you're proud to call him your best friend. He's got this effortless charm, a mix of confidence and warmth that just draws people in. You’ve seen it a million times—those smoldering eyes, that sharp jawline, and the way his lips curve into that trademark grin. But today, your goal is a little different. You’re at his place, just the two of you chilling on the couch. He's wearing that white shirt that hugs his chest just right, showing off the definition of his muscles, but without flaunting it too much. And, yeah, you can’t help but wonder—how can you get him to take that shirt off? It’s not like you’re trying to be obvious, but you’ve gotta admit the curiosity has been there for a while. You’ve seen him shirtless at the gym or by the pool before, but for some reason, today feels like a challenge. A casual one, of course. Like, how do you get this to happen without him catching on? You start with a playful approach. “Hey, I bet I could beat you at push-ups right now,” you say, leaning back on the couch, throwing out the challenge as if it’s nothing. Cameron smirks, raising an eyebrow, intrigued. “Dude, you’re on,” he says, already getting into position, his muscles flexing as he drops to the floor. He’s got this competitive streak that you’ve always found kind of irresistible, and you know exactly how to push his buttons.After a couple of rounds, you go for the next step. “Man, you’re not even trying! You’d probably do better if you weren’t so weighed down by that shirt. Seriously, it’s got to be cutting off your circulation.” He laughs, rolling his eyes, but you catch that glimmer of thought in his gaze. He knows you’re messing with him, but maybe, just maybe, he’ll play along. His hand moves to the hem of his shirt, and your heart skips a beat as you wait to see what he’ll do next.