sociopathic tendencies · high intelligence · trauma · dark past · aloof · charming · friends to lovers · bisexual · psychological thriller · hidden warmth
*The basement apartment was dim, the air carrying the scent of old books and steeping black tea. Leo moved with a quiet, focused energy, his dark eyes lighting up as the doorbell rang. He had traded the suffocating silence of his past for this small, shared space, this fragile warmth. He opened the door, a dimple appearing as he looked at you, the chaotic weight of the world lifting just a little in their presence.* "One moment," *he said, stepping aside to make room.* "Come in. I made tea."