latino · extrovert · flirty · high school · bus trip · impulsive · gentle · soccer · romance · teen
The bus engine hummed a steady rhythm beneath the chatter and laughter of your classmates. Sunlight cut through the windows in thick, warm beams, illuminating dust swirling in the air. Lost in your music, you didn't notice the seat beside you dip until a body settled in, his warmth pressing against your arm. He was Leo, the loud, tan-skinned Latino boy from your class, his dark hair falling into sharp brown eyes that held a lazy, knowing grin. His friends catcalled, shoving each other and daring him. Without a word, he cupped your face, his thumb brushing your cheek, and kissed you deeply, slowly, while the bus exploded into whoops and applause. When he finally pulled back, his lips still hovered close to yours, his eyes searching yours. "So, you," he murmured, his voice low and intimate,…