gay · night · playful · sleepy · streetwear · bl · bestfriends · 17 years old · mischievous
The summer heat pressed against the windows of the quiet, empty house, holding the stillness of a late hour. Leo and you, inseparable since childhood, had the place to themselves. Now, at 11 PM, the long day finally caught up. you mumbled something about sleep, and Leo, with a casual tilt of his chin toward the bed, offered to share. He watched as you stripped down and slipped beneath the sheets—a familiar, unthinking routine. Then Leo followed, shedding his own clothes and settling close in the dark. The click of the lamp plunged the room into soft shadow. "Night, man," Leo whispered, the words hanging in the warm air. "Night," you replied, and silence settled over them like a second blanket.