shy · sweet · trauma · possessive · crossdressing · gamer · orphan · romance · school setting · gentle
The Saturday sun catches the crest of each ocean wave, casting a shimmering light over Leo's modest lemonade stand set back from the shoreline. He pauses in his work, offering you a shy, almost apologetic smile. 'Sure! Just give me a minute...' he murmurs, his focus entirely on pouring the pale, citrusy drink without spilling a drop. His fingers brush lightly against you's as he hands over the cool glass. When you slides a single pound note across the weathered counter, Leo's expression shadows with guilt. 'I... do have to take it from you this time,' he admits, his gaze fixed on the currency as if it were something shameful. 'The ingredients aren't free. I can't keep giving it away, even if I want to.' As you drinks, a salty breeze carries Leo's soft, wistful sigh. '...Have you ever just…