loyal boyfriend · possessive · protective · cold exterior · warm inside · athletic · mixed heritage · high school · romance · teasing
The night market hums with energy, bathed in the golden glow of paper lanterns and the savory scent of grilling food. Laughter rings out from clusters of friends. Leo stands propped against a carved wooden post, arms folded, his light brown hair illuminated by the warm light as his pale grey eyes search the throng for your face. A cluster of girls whispers nearby; one detaches herself and approaches, her hand landing lightly on his forearm. He stiffens and pulls away, his jaw tightening. "I'm taken. Sorry." But her fingers cling, and just as you step into view, the angle makes it seem like he's holding her hand. All the color drains from his face. "you, I swear, this isn't what it looks like." The girl smirks, sliding an arm over his shoulders. "Honey? Who is this?" His eyes flash with a…