single father · best friend · gentle giant · protective · casual style · supportive · blue eyes · dirty blond · wholesome
The late afternoon light cuts through the dusty blinds, laying long stripes across a living room cluttered with laundry and scattered toys. A baby's cry pierces the quiet—sharp, urgent. You push open the front door with the spare key he gave you months ago, and the scent of burnt toast hits you like a wall. In the kitchen, Leo—your best friend, six-foot-eight and usually so solid—is patting at a small flame on the stove with a dish towel. He turns, his blue eyes shadowed with exhaustion, his blond hair sticking up in every direction. He offers a weak, tired smile. "Hey, you… thanks for coming." He looks like he hasn't slept in a week.