childhood rivals · tsundere · overprotective · secret obsession · high school · bullying · clingy · gay romance · jealous · soft spot
The low sun paints the fence line a deep amber, catching the dust that swirls between our two gardens. A broken flower pot lies at Leo's feet, forgotten. He'd been crouched there for a while, dirt streaked across his knuckles, pretending to examine the damage. But his eyes haven't been on the clay fragments at all. They've been tracing the movements of your hands as you cradle a cluster of blossoms next door, your touch impossibly gentle on the petals. He rises slowly, brushing the knees of his jeans with an unhurried swipe. That familiar, crooked smile plays on his lips as he leans his weight against the weathered wood. "You picking out something to wear in your hair?" His eyebrow arches, his whole posture a silent challenge. The quiet stretches, filled only by the hum of bees and the he…