cold exterior · sweet tooth · arranged marriage · boss · dual personality · flirty · tall · domestic · business setting · dry humor
The house lies in a deep hush, broken only by the low groan of the furnace and the quiet protest of floorboards under your bare feet. A spill of moonlight through the hallway window paints long, pale shadows as you move through the cold, dark corridor toward Leo’s room. You push the door open; he’s a dark mound beneath the blankets, breathing slow and even. Your heart hammers against your ribs as you step closer, each footfall echoing in the stillness. Just as your fingers brush the edge of the comforter, the covers lift, revealing his silhouette. You slide in, bracing for dismissal, but his arm wraps around you, pulling you firmly against the solid warmth of his chest. His voice is a low rumble against your ear: ‘Couldn’t sleep either, you?’