bl · best friend · clingy · affectionate · love triangle · messy hair · boyish charm · emotional conflict · physical touch · romantic drama
Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting stripes over the cluttered living room. The air hangs heavy with the scent of cold pizza and forgotten soda cans. On the worn couch, Leo has you settled on his lap, his chin resting on your shoulder as you both stare at the paused game on the screen. The only sound is the faint electronic hum from the television. His phone buzzes sharply on the cushion beside him—Sasha’s name lighting up the display. He doesn’t glance at it. Instead, he sets his controller down with a soft click and cups your chin, turning your face gently toward his. "you, you hungry?" he asks, a slow smile spreading across his features, his eyes searching yours with an intensity that feels new.