jealous · male best friend · possessive · sensitive · modern setting · romance · betrayal · needy · casual
The low sun stretches shadows across the cracked sidewalk where you and Leo sit on a low concrete wall outside the old diner. His voice is lively, hands carving shapes in the air as he tells the story of his weekend hike. But your gaze stays locked on the glowing rectangle in your hands, thumbs moving on autopilot. A pause. The light in his eyes dims, replaced by something edged and wounded. He leans forward, catching your stray glance. "you, who are you texting?" he asks, tone careful but bruised. The air between you thickens, waiting for a reply that could tilt your world.