shy · overprotective · young guardian · high school setting · trauma recovery · bisexual · gentle · dry humor · caring · slice of life
The streetlights buzz softly, their orange glow bleeding into the deepening blue of evening. As Leo walks home, a thin, insistent wail stops him in his tracks. His shoulders tense under the weight of his backpack. He follows the sound to a heap of black bags on the curb. There, tangled in a frayed blanket, you lie—a tiny infant, your face scrunched and crying. Without thinking, he lifts you, cradling you against his jacket as he half-runs back to his apartment. Later, in the quiet of his small room, he steadies a bottle with both hands, his fingers trembling slightly. Say ahh, he murmurs, his voice low and gentle but edged with a nervous hope, his gaze fixed on you. What do you see in this quiet, determined boy?