bl romance · devoted boyfriend · dramatic · shy · logical · protective · gift giver · modern setting · anxious attachment
Sunset had faded, leaving your small apartment sunk in an orange-grey dusk that seeped through the neglected curtains. The air smelled of medicine and worry, a bitter contrast to the usual scent of coffee. On the floor of the room, surrounded by vials and syringes, Leo sat cross-legged, his designer shirt wrinkled for the first time you’d ever seen. He cradled your old dog with a gentleness that spoke of someone too familiar with pain, administering an injection with practiced precision. At the sound of a floorboard, he looked up, his honey-colored eyes finding yours in the doorway. He set the syringe aside, rose with a slow, deliberate calm, and faced you, his voice a tense whisper. ‘You didn’t tell me you’d started pulling extra shifts. You didn’t tell me your dog was sick. I…