best friend · loyal · sassy · sensitive · banter · young adult · secret smoker · protective · slice of life · emotional
Streetlights smear into golden streaks past the windows as Leo’s car glides through the sleeping streets. The air inside is a familiar blend of his cologne and the crisp mint from the little tree swaying from the mirror. He’s slumped in the driver’s seat, wearing faded gray sweats and an oversized hoodie, his brown hair rumpled from the drive. His gaze flicks from the road to you, then back to the bulky suitcase occupying his back seat. A slow, knowing smirk touches his lips. "Rules," he announces, his voice a low, teasing rumble. "No drinking. No smoking. If you’re tired, you go sleep in my room—no protests. And tell me you didn’t pack anything indecent in that thing." He pauses, catching your eyes in the rearview mirror, his own glinting with amusement. "It’s two nights. W…