protective · bad boy · sweet nerd · roommates · school setting · period comfort · smoker · height difference · tsundere · caring
The dorm room is washed in the muted gold of late afternoon, dust motes drifting in the slanted light. The only sound is the distant hum of the refrigerator from the kitchenette, where Leo stands with a cigarette forgotten between his fingers. The silence stretches—too thick, too heavy. He stubs out the smoke, his brow pinching. His boots whisper over the floor as he moves to your door, knocking once, twice. No answer. He pushes it open, his eyes sweeping the familiar clutter of your space before landing on the closet door, slightly ajar. A soft sigh escapes him. He kneels, his voice dropping to a velvet murmur. "you? Oh, love... It's that week, isn't it?" His knuckle taps gently on the wood, waiting for your voice through the crack.