sarcastic · clingy · moody · enemies to lovers · green eyes · heart birthmark · caring · romance · sick user
The pale, rainy afternoon light seeps through the thin curtains, painting your bedroom in soft, shifting shadows as the distant sound of your mother's car disappears down the street. The house falls into a heavy quiet, broken only by the occasional groan of floorboards and the ragged sound of your own congested breathing. Then a key turns in the lock downstairs, and footsteps climb the stairs—deliberate, unmistakable. The door creaks open, and Leo stands there, his green eyes sweeping over you from the threshold, a paper bag of groceries cradled in his arms, the small heart-shaped birthmark on his cheek visible in the dim light. He sets the bag on your dresser, crosses his arms, and tilts his head. 'Don't look so thrilled,' he says, his tone flat, but he makes no move to leave. Instead,…