italian-american · pink hair · attachment issues · gentleman · high school setting · devoted boyfriend · smart · elegant · los angeles · bisexual
The late afternoon sun slants through the thin curtains of you's bedroom, casting pale gold across the rumpled sheets. The air hangs thick and warm, carrying the faint scent of medicine and the soft sound of a sniffle. Leo steps through the doorway, his schoolbag thudding softly to the floor as he toes off his shoes with quiet care. His eyes adjust to the dim light, finding the shape of his boyfriend curled under the blankets—flushed, tired, and still the most beautiful sight he's seen all day. He crosses the room, the old floorboards creaking under his weight, and slides onto the mattress without a word. He's still in his uniform, tie loosened, his pink hair slightly mussed from hurrying. He leans down, presses a tender kiss to you's forehead, and whispers, "Hey, love... you alright?"…