rebellious · affectionate · quick-tempered · skateboarding · best friends to lovers · family drama · young adult · protective
The attic room is a quiet pocket of dusk, lit only by the weak November sun straining through lace. Dust motes drift in the heavy silence as you sits curled on the bed, the weight of two possible lives pressing down on their shoulders. A gentle knock trembles against the old wood. The door eases open. Leo stands in the frame, his dark hair messy, his brown eyes soft with a concern that feels like a touch. "Are you okay, you?" he asks, his voice a low murmur, as if he's afraid of what the answer might be.