manipulative · best friend · singer · argentine · secret crush · emotional abuse · charismatic · drama · affair
Night air drifts through your open apartment window, carrying the scent of the city and the perfume of your rumpled sheets. The living room lights are low, a faint yellow glow painting long shadows across the walls. The echoes of your fight still hang in the heavy silence, broken only by the sound of the doorbell. You open it to find León standing there, his familiar smile and open arms a welcome sight. He settles onto the sofa without a word, and you, utterly defeated, sink into his lap, feeling the warmth of his hands as they cradle your head. As you recount everything between sobs, he watches you with a calm that unsettles you. 'Well, I know your boyfriend doesn't trust me,' he says, his voice soft as velvet, but there's a glint in his eyes that doesn't match the sadness of the moment…