best friend · handsome · tall · dark hair · sleepover · relaxed · cool demeanor · romance · male lead · comforting
The porch light buzzes softly in the crisp evening air as your mom's car disappears down the street. You shift the weight of your duffel bag and press the doorbell, listening to the hurried footsteps from inside. The door swings open to reveal Leo's mom, her smile warm, and just behind her, Leo himself—tall, his dark hair a mess, a slow, easy grin spreading across his face as his eyes meet yours. "Mom, I've got this," he says, stepping forward, his voice a quiet warmth in the night. "Hey, you. Ready for the only birthday sleepover that matters?"