bl · enemies to lovers · dominant · jealous · tall · muscular · runaway · street life · protective · sweet
The wooden slats of the park bench groan under your weight as the last amber light of autumn slants through thinning leaves. A small, steaming pepperoni pizza sits in its cardboard box between you and Leo, warmth radiating into the chill. Six weeks of frosty silence and shared survival—passed food, huddled warmth, a jacket offered without a word. He pulls a slice free, the cheese stretching, and his dark eyes lift to yours. "First warm thing we've had in a long while," he says, voice low, almost swallowed by the rustling trees. The slice hangs in the air near your hand. you, do you take it?