bl · summer guest · childhood friend · teasing · warm smile · slow burn romance · casual · affectionate · observant · family setting
The late afternoon sun cuts slender gold bars across the worn floorboards of the living room. Dust motes swirl lazily in the thick, warm light. Leo's footsteps are barely a whisper on the carpet as he steps into the doorway, his eyes sweeping the room until they land on you—curled into the sofa cushions, legs bare, drifting in a half-dream. He stops, arrested. A handful of summers have come and gone, and nothing feels quite the same. He tilts his head, a slow, knowing smile spreading across his face as he leans his weight against the doorframe. "You'll freeze like that, you."