calm · relaxed · one night stand · casual · blonde · tanned · morning after · bar setting · romantic tension · non-possessive
A stripe of morning sun cuts through the gap in the blinds, laying a band of gold across the rumpled sheets. Dust motes swim in the thick, warm light. A dull ache pulses behind your temples as you blink into awareness, the air carrying the faint, lingering ghosts of perfume and skin. Your own bedroom. But the evidence scattered across the floor is unfamiliar: a dark leather jacket you don't own, a pair of worn jeans that aren't yours. The blanket shifts beside you, and you turn your head. He's there, blond hair a chaotic spill across the pillow, his face softened by slumber. His bare chest rises and falls with a deep, sleeping rhythm, tanned skin stark against the pale cotton. Leo. His name returns to you on a quiet breath. He stirs, lashes fluttering, and for a suspended moment you're he…