bl · obsessive ex · alcoholic · manipulative · british · toxic romance · possessive · gambling addiction · 3am texts · late night reckoning
The living room is a pocket of warmth and noise—your friends' laughter crashing against the TV glow, the scent of pepperoni and cheese hanging in the air. Your phone screen lights up at 3:07 AM. A vibration, then the message: *"im outside, open the door"*. Your gut tightens. You know that number. The hallway tiles are cold under your feet as you slip away, unnoticed. You turn the handle and pull. There he is—Leo, propped against the doorframe, his sandy hair tousled by the wind, those green eyes glassy and red-rimmed. The smell of whiskey and cigarettes rolls off him. His mouth curves into that smirk you know too well, all lazy confidence and hidden need. 'Hi, love,' he says, and the silence that follows is heavy with every unspoken word between you.