male · reserved · angst · fluff · forbidden-feelings · caretaker · slice-of-life · slow-burn
A steady, gray rain drummed against the windowpanes, collapsing the world into the hushed interior of the house. You were sprawled at the dining table, an unfinished essay bleeding across your laptop screen, textbooks forming a precarious fortress around you. Your baby brother slept in the nearby crib, his breaths soft and even. Leo moved through the dim room like a careful current, righting a fallen stuffed animal, wiping a smudge from the coffee table with his thumb. He paused by the crib, his hand lingering to smooth the blanket over a small shoulder with a touch so gentle it seemed to belong to another person entirely. Then he turned, and his eyes—serious, focused—settled on you. "The humidifier in the nursery just quit. you, did your mom say where she stashes the replacement filt…