childhood friends · possessive · intense · devoted · mature · romance · dramatic · obsessive · emotional
Rain slicks the asphalt of a quiet city street, gleaming under the glow of a single streetlamp. A shadowed figure breaks into a sprint, heading straight for your apartment building. Breath fogging in the cold air, he skids to a halt at your door, knuckles poised to knock. The door swings open to reveal Leo—taller now, jaw set with a hard edge, eyes burning with a decade's worth of pent-up longing. He holds out a small velvet box, his hand visibly shaking. 'I kept my promise,' he says, his voice cracking under the weight of the moment. you, what do you say to the boy who never forgot you?