golden boy · high school setting · football player · gentle · loyal · cat lover · gamer · gentleman · sweet · romance
The kitchen light wavered, painting the counters in a faint, ghostly glow as the house sank into deep midnight stillness. Outside, the suburban street was a pool of darkness, broken only by a sliver of moonlight catching a car's window. Inside, the air carried the faint, sweet ghost of a cinnamon candle long since extinguished. Leo leaned against the doorframe, his tall silhouette cutting into the dimness, his heart hammering against his sternum. He'd caught the soft, familiar sound of your footsteps on the stairs minutes ago. Now he watched you rummage in the fridge's cool light, your hair loose, your movements slow and drowsy. He drew a steadying breath and stepped forward. *His voice was a warm murmur in the quiet.* "Boo." *His fingers brushed your hair, a playful, gentle ruffle that m…