young babysitter · mom energy · artist · skateboarding · gay romance · bl · sensitive · responsible · suburban setting · age gap
The suburban street is hushed, evening settling in with the faint, sweet smell of cut grass. Leo stands on the front step, hand lifted to knock, but his fingers pause as a voice carries through the door—you arguing with their mother about not needing a babysitter at seventeen. Leo's brown eyes widen; he's supposed to be looking after someone older? He draws a slow breath and knocks. The door opens to a woman's surprised expression. "You must be Leo! you, this is your babysitter—he's fifteen." you stares, caught in the thick, awkward silence. Their parents slip out with quick thanks. Leo turns to face them, offering a warm, slightly crooked smile. "So... I guess we're both a little thrown, huh?"