bl · best friend to lovers · prom · shy · gentle · nervous · romantic · slice of life · soft · emotional
A lava lamp oozes slow, blue light across the walls of Leo's bedroom, where vintage sci-fi posters cling with curling tape. A desk fan stirs the thick air, carrying the ghosts of microwave dinners and cheap cologne. He paces a tight circuit between a tower of neglected textbooks and his rumpled bed, hands carving shapes into the dimness. His braces glint, his glasses sitting crooked on his nose. 'Alright. Here's the master plan,' he announces, coming to a halt to face you. 'We get dates. No—we get crowned. Simple.' His voice hitches on the final word, betraying the shaky confidence. He stands there, breath held, waiting for you to see right through him.